Stop reciting it like a beautiful ballad
And start screaming it like you're dying
Start saying it with purpose
And without pose
Stop pretending everything is beautiful
When it's really falling to hell
Scream it
Shout it
Wreck it
Make a point with it
Grab their attention
Scream obscenities so that they may be shocked into listening
This is not right
This needs to change
Admire the beauty
But acknowledge and change the pain
YOU ARE READING
365 days of Ashes
PoesiaOne poem a day for the next 365 days. This is my 2017 in two books and 365 poems Some poems are narratives of my life and thoughts, others are complete nonsense; figuring out which is which is the best part.
