Our world is plagued.
Each and everyone infected.
You may not be born ill, but somewhere deep inside you its there lurking.
A world to the child is pure and innocent, but once infected, that innocence goes away. The beauty fades and the ugly truth of our world is revealed.
A fact that every human to walk this earth will become sick is no lie. Some heal quickly, others it takes them a life time to heal. While the few never do and die trying.
Before everyone who got sick healed and only a few slipped away into the rivers, alone, their fire put out. Now its become an epidemic teens, adults, and even children are dying.
Everyone see's it, but no one stops it.
This plague, it blinds. It creates a nice comfy place in every ones lives, as everyone has it. No need to get rid of it if every one is sick. right?
No. I have opened my eyes, and I beg you to do the same. See how much it's hurt you, and everyone around you. If not we may lose the fight forever and the beauty may die. Killed by the plague. A plague that hates to see beauty, brightness and life for what it is.
Even if you don't know how to fight, you are not alone. Stand with me to believe that you can heal.
Stand with me to see the beauty of the world, and the beauty in you.
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Little Writtings
PoetryEverything here will make you think. This is my poetry book. I use it as a coping mechanism that was recommend by my therapist and I thought I would share in case it may resonate with someone else. Caution may cause triggering for depression, Self h...
