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The Dove That Soars

I know it’s hard to say

That it will ever be okay.

But, sweetie, you have to know;

This is just one step on the road.

This tragedy doesn’t define you.

This is something you’ll get through.

Please,

Hold on for me.

 

You’re greater than the mistakes you’ve made.

You’re bigger than the hell they create.

You’re stronger than you can see.

Please, don’t let go of me.

 

Take a breath.

 

I know you’re suffocating,

But don’t let this be your ending.

You’re not worthless.

You’re beautiful; don’t deny it.

It’s hard to hear past the thunder.

Don’t let yourself be dragged under.

Please,

Stay strong for me.

 

You’re greater than the mistakes you’ve made.

You’re bigger than the hell they create.

You’re stronger than you can see.

Please, don’t let go of me.

 

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Fading Colors

This isn’t going to last.

Please, don’t drown yourself in the past.

Know that you’re strong.

You have to carry on.

Create yourself into something new.

This life is yours to choose.

Today is just a step.

You’re not quite there yet.

 

I’ll help pick up the pieces,

If you promise to fight through this.

Don’t give in tonight.

Get up and make it right.

You’re worth it.

 

You’re beautiful in every single way.

It will never matter what they say.

There won’t be a need to scream and shout,

Because inside and out,

You’re better than they could ever be.

And I hope one day you’ll see,

The amazing person you’ve become.

You’ll find the war’s already been won.

When you feel like you’re about to cave,

Just keep in mind that you are brave.

 

You’re beautiful in every way,

And beautiful is just how you’ll stay.

 

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Sitting at Hell’s Gate

A little flame that licked her wrist

Set ablaze the pain from within.

She’s beautiful, and she doesn’t even know it.

There’s an angel sitting inside, and she can’t even see it.

Clouded by the past,

She just wants something that’ll last.

She shouldn’t be alone tonight.

 

I sing the song of the broken,

Screaming from the soul of the damned.

I sing for the boy with a smile,

For the girl with a beautiful laugh.

I sing because they hurt,

And you don’t even know until the aftermath.

Crying out to Heaven,

With only a response from Hell.

You never noticed until the day they fell.

 

The dark night clouds clutter the depths

Of his weakening mind.

There was always one more step to climb

Before he could say he was okay.

He didn’t want to get close;

He didn’t want to take the chance.

It shouldn’t have been him to take the fall.

 

I wish you had stayed for the sunrise.

You could’ve seen that the night passed,

And the morning rains washed away

The sorrows and fears.

I wish you had stayed.

 

I sing the song of the broken,

Screaming from the soul of the damned.

I sing for the boy with a smile,

For the girl with a beautiful laugh.

I sing because they hurt,

And you don’t even know until the aftermath.

Crying out to Heaven,

With only a response from Hell.

You never noticed until the day they fell.

 

I wish you had stayed for the sunrise.

I wish you could’ve seen you through my eyes.

God, I wish you had stayed.

 

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In Loving Memory

About two and a half years ago, a good friend of my sister and I made a permanent decision in response to a short-term problem. He was an extraordinary young man who drew and extraordinarily bad deck of cards in life.

A couple of nights ago, I found a short essay I had written for school in honor of him after he left us. There are too many people who feel the same way he did.There are too many people who opt out because no one noticed.

Going Unnoticed

In Loving Memory of Dee M.

 

When a pure light goes out, the world feels its sorrow.  Dee was one of the purist, and it hurts to know he was in enough pain to rip himself from those he loved and who loved him dearly.  No one should be pushed to that point.

 

Truthfully, it’s difficult to even know where to begin in describing such a beautiful soul.  Words don’t seem sufficient enough.  Dee spent his entire life making sure he had a smile on his face in hopes of invoking a more positive attitude from everyone around him.  To those he befriended, he instantly became family.  He was lovable in practically every aspect.  He laughed when nobody else could.  He wiped your tears, even if he hardly knew you.  He risked his life to save a stranger without regret.  Dee lived to make people happy.

 

Nevertheless, it wasn’t enough.  Our society has crumbled, and the weight of the wreckage crushed him.  His life changed dramatically within a year, and he lost himself in the process.  He spiraled into nothingness.

 

Still, Dee smiled.  Because he smiled, no one noticed.  Smiles mean happiness, right?  That is the delusion our world has drowned itself in.  Society is so focused on the people who don’t speak out and make their voice known.  They focus on those with the “typical image” of a broken soul.  The ones who are truly broken go out like stars.  They smile their brightest as the pain reaches its peak, though they died long before then.  Then they disappear without a trace, and it goes unnoticed.  For that reason, the people who feel this way wind up feeling more hopeless than before.  They feel they have more reason to keep their hardships to themselves.  They try to fight their demons alone, and they fail.

To be frank, these tendencies need to change.  The clothes you wear, the music you listen to, and the activities you like—within reason—do not make you depressed or suicidal.  Many people who are viewed in this way are some of the brightest and most content people.  The true issues lie within more discreet manners.  They hide behind the eyes that have dimmed.  They hide behind the smile.

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