In with the new and out with the old. Waiting for a new day to begin. Excited for a fresh start. Time for a better beginning.
By Jasmine Harris2 years ago in Poets
Speak your mind and speak your truth. Speak from the heart and speak from the soul. Take back your life and your energy. Take control of every situation.
The boogeyman is coming for you. He's coming for me. The boogeyman is coming for all of us. He feeds off of your fears. He dwells in your nightmares.
I feel like I might be living a lie. I'm not sure who I really am anymore. I've lost myself over the years. I know that this isn't really me.
Where did all the flowers go? Where is the clear blue sky? I can't see the sun anymore, Or the moon or the stars. Everything is changing now.
There's a side of my skin that nobody sees. Hiding beneath is the monster in me. I can't silence the noise or quiet the voices.
My mind is playing tricks on me again. I don't know what's real or not. Seeing is not always believing. It's all a matter of perception.
Let me have my peace. Let me have my soul. Let me have my freedom. I want to start riot. I want to make some noise. Life is worth living.
Tears begin to flow as the nostalgia hits. Thinking of what used to be. Dreaming of what could've been. Life goes on whether we like it or not.
Cry your crocodile tears somewhere else. You'll get no pity from me. Go back to your lonely island. Poor little girl blue.
I found a stranger in my bed last night. I laughed and walked the other way. My mind is playing tricks on me again. Fighting off all of my intrusive thoughts.
There are skeletons in my closet. There are monsters under my bed. There's blood on my hands. I don't fully understand what's going on.
