Home
Adj. the social unit formed by a family living together
From the outside home is a refuge the one truly safe place.
But most people don’t see what happens when the door to the “home” closes.
When you look at me all seems fine.
Because you can’t see what happens behind closed blinds.
You don’t see the cuts and bruises.
You only see the smile,
Though it only last for a little while.
You don’t see anything at all hopefully from my walls.
If you look at my face you see nothing at all.
If you look in my eyes and you have to look deep,
And it all begins to leek,
Everything is poring now all my walls have fallen down.
Now you see the fighting, the tears, the screams, and the way I always seem to bleed, but never flee, every time I fall to my
Knees I always seem to find my feet,
Because I refuse to be beat.
My eyes are pleading for you to help
But what can anyone actually do I have no hope
I know ill never get out.
But the only person to ever really look at me just completed the biggest feat.
And all I heard them say was
“lets go home”
Mike
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Mike.
RELATIONSHIPS…
My mind it pondered, thinking
What’s the word?
What hits me right at home?
Love? Friendship? NO!
I turned the pages
Gazed into the pictures and words,
Relationships screamed to me
The chimes of a baby’s cry sounded so familiar.
Friends, parents, teenagers, family, pets;
So many different relations using the same golden piece,
A heart!
Swollen, broken, torn, pieced together, or glowing bright!
Maryssa
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Maryssa.
Me
She’s the girl with the hope in her heart
Fire in her soul
Stars on her back
And the dreams in her eyes
She is the color in the sea of gray
Doesn’t have to act cool
Or front her way through
Love to her is a lie
That People use to get by
She has the world in her pocket
She’s the girl with the hope in her heart
Fire in her soul
Stars on her back
And the dreams in her eyes
So don’t forget
She’s the girl whose smile will light the world
She is free
That’s me.
Jessica
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Jessica.
Rumor
n. Gossip, talk, or opinion
Eyes darting right at me,
What do they see,
Their lips move fast,
What they say I can’t get past,
People say sticks and stones,
But their not breaking your bones,
I hear it everyday,
Try to handle my resolve in a new way,
People come and go,
But will it stop, no.
Jessica
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Jessica.
HATE
Hate the power to break
The emotion that kills
Hate the power to create
The force that binds us to fate
Hate the animosity that breaks
The emotion that gives us purpose
Hate is passion
The passion that thrills
Hate the daily pain
The pain that has no gain
Hate has seen death
The death of love
Hate the thing that binds us to chaos
Wade
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Wade.
Passion
A strong liking or desire for a devotion to some activity, object.
Passion is a strong word that can easily be broken and thrown out the window.
I feel passion everyday I come to school,
I look in his eyes and I question is this passion, love or is this possibly a strong friendship growing to be passionate?
I used to think it would be hard to feel passion like I once felt… But what happens now that I don’t think that,
What happens now if I think this passion I have is stronger?
This feeling of passion is strong and bold and it’s taking its grip while I’m grabbing on to hold,
. I don’t ever won’t to let go and feel that feeling of ever being alone,
I think of him in the morning, in the night, most of all when I am alone wishing for my passion to comfort and stay by my side,
My passion is what keeps me up,
If I didn’t have passion id say everyday I had bad luck,
He makes me happy,
He makes me feel good,
He makes me special,
He lets me know he cares. Most of all he makes me laugh and feel comfortable.
It’s like he’s the apple of my eye,
I hold this strong desire to always be by his side ready to ride,
He is the person I go to confide. He is my passion for being here today,
He is …… passion.
April
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April.
Greed - Eager for gain, wealth, and the like.
Greed spreads its roots through all things,
Tearing, destroying, changing our reasons.
Greed is the spark starting the forest fire,
Running, ruining, raging till all are slaves,
Living off the life of desire.
Relieving the reasons there,
Helping us earn, be, have more.
Greed is the war surviving,
Existing off the suffering we feed it,
Till the world is rent in twain.
Showing us our extent,
It shows us life.
We strive for it,
Giving it our power.
Letting it control,
We take that of others.
Greed is the time we become more,
More than we let others be.
Greed is the non-existing desire,
The desire to be perfect.
Greed is our power,
The power we show god.
Anthony
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Anthony.
Step up, stand up, speak out
Let the world see you for who you really are.
Be bold take that giant step and choose a different route.
Once you have stepped into the new life you’ve wanted
Don’t give up, do your best wish on a shooting star.
When you excel and succeed, the journey has just started
Show everyone that you did it and prove them all wrong.
You’re amazing, smart, and definitely very strong
Samm
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Samm.
Run, run my dear
Run, run as fast as you can
Run, run have fear
He’s not here to hold your hand
The Chocolate Pirate is near the door
He hates all that oppose him
And when you scream you can’t take it anymore
He knows that he has you in
Run, run little girl the Chocolate Pirate is here
He sneaks in the night and hides in the day
He’ll look through the window and take a peer
Run, run while you may
I told you to run
And now you’re all but done
You’re shocked, you’re scared, you’re even stunned
You’re doomed never to see the morning sun
You have no where to go
He has you in his sight
No more running for you little girl
You’re doomed to live a life of fright
Aaron
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