Poems of Pain and Solitude

to those who feel

Dear All,

I advise you to let yourself fall

Even as the tremors crawl

Across your skin

And the fears break from within.

Take a deep breath in.

You'll grow until you're fifteen.

Your smiles will seem so keen.

You'll grow until you see that car

You'll grow until you enter that bar.

But don't forget to hold your mother's hand

And don't forget to understand.

The sun has taught me so,

Even when you sink down, low

To the brink, you drown, leaving behind

A million colors to be admired

Even when you bleed, you're one of a kind,

But you burn out like fire.

Those moments, oh they do slip away,

Like the mellifluous laughters in your day,

They'll pass, shatter like glass,

And they do so fast.

Grab ahold, grab ahold,

Because one day you'll feel whole.

The paintings you hung up in your house

And you don't know how,

But they turned blurry, and they aged.

The statues that crumble from your sight

One day they'll fade

Away from your grasp, rusting too bright.

Those orphic wonders,

Ephemerally amaranthine,

Oh they do linger

For a while, but they betray like sin

And they bloom just to fester,

Mesmerizing in their false frolic.

I grew up with no beliefs

Except in that of my righteousness

Perhaps it was madness,

While I was collapsing under grief:

Love is a fallacy,

Have faith in the future but never in destiny.

They ask you to listen

But what about your voice?

They dare have forgotten

Your choices.

For they're deaf enough to ignore

That you've got something to implore.

When you look up to those ceilings in dark

Do you paint them cerulean

Stars in your eyes, sparks

In your dreams, forsaken

From the reality of reality,