Flooded
Hard as a rock
Tough as steel
Wielder of once a powerful cold stare
Even into the eye of a storm
It could stop enemies in their tracks
That used to be you
Now, that stare floods with tears
Security
Diversity is a good thing
You have the power to rule your life
There will be people who stand in your way
But do not wait
Life is worth living
Never forfeit
Frienemies
We used to be friends
Now we are enemies
We were allies
Fighting for the same cause
Now you’ve turned a cold shoulder
In response a great wall was built to only divide
High School
You are free to be yourself
Bullets fly left and right
One army untrained
The other, skilled assassins
The traitor comes out on top
Bullets fly left and right
Enemies were gained
Allies lost
A cold silence stands between them
Bullets fly left and right
Veterans bear battle scars both permanent and invisible
Once peers are now enemies
The war ends when the caps are in the air
Graduation
Fate
“Fate is a wild mare
You must grasp onto its saddle for your life
Trust it every step of the way
Its ways are mysterious
Like its misty gray tone
It cannot be tamed
And it lures you with its grace
Whether you decide to enjoy the ride or not
You must always trust its decisions
For better or worse,”
Said my father, leaving me alone to my solitude.
A Rose
Its once sturdy stem wilts in agony
It once braced the relationship they shared
Its brightly-colored petals wither and crumble
They alight to the blood-stained ground
Where battles were fought with tears
This flower once symbolized love
Now destruction has taken its toll
Nothing Compares
My mother’s love is thin
As thin as the silk of her cloak
Her so-called love cages me in
Keeps me from my potential
I wish to please her
But I can never be the daughter of her dreams
His love is gold
Rare and pure
But mother thinks not so
Only because of the rags he wears
Here I will never be free
With him I’ll be disowned
To leave or not to leave
That is the question
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