She is a phoenix
She dies everyday so that we may have life
He is a void
I can not reach him but I know he is there somewhere
It makes me sad that I cannot pull him out
He is a light
He is that happiness that we are all searching for
He keeps us together
He is anger
And just like anger, we don't know what to do with him
And he acts in unpredictable ways
I am the silence
I sit on the sidelines and I like to think that I don't matter
It hurts too much to get involved
We are a confused family
We don't know why we're here in a world that hates us
Sometimes we even wonder if we love each other
But, regardless, we are here.
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The Things I Leave Unsaid
PoetryI write poems, so I figure, why not share them? Hopefully you like them. If you don't, that's cool too.
