There's stress in my chest, and my eyes are undefined as I try to look past the times.
These times are so awful, and it's make me doubtful I'll live to even be 16.
There's back to back shootings, and I am so scared I have so much wear and tear. I feel so unfilled, oh this is so real.
If I die, hopefully I see my lord and savior, the one I'm willing to go down for. He makes love like a dove and helps me see up above our times.
Maybe will wake up and fight for our lives, but if not I'm okay with that. I'm okay that everyone pats around only looking down. It's okay, because if it be thy will let it be done.
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This isn't my best poems, but it's about how bad America is getting and how bad the world is in general. I talk about God trying to bring hope to the situation. I hope Americans do wake up and fight for what we believe in, and I hope we do wake up and love again and be a nation under God again. But that's a big thing to hope for...
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Inspiration of an unlucky girl
PoetryPoems, and inspiring quotes. This will be added to quite a lot. All the poems are written from recovering depression, anxiety, and etc. The poems are all written by me. I hope this will give inspiration to recovering from anything you may be going t...
