If The Sky Wasn't Blue...
If the sky wasn't blue...
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If the sky wasn't blue and the sea wasn't too...
would I have dared to run?
Just pack my things
and spread my wings
far away from everyone.
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If the fire wasn't red and my friend wasn't dead...
would I have told my mum?
That I'm moving away
and why I can't stay
That she is the reason I'm numb.
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If the kid wasn't afraid that the man bared the blade...
would I have punched his face?
The stranger who screamed at me
full of conspiracy
while my heart broke like a vase.
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If she wasn't annoyed while she created the void...
would my heart still be okay?
Would it still be whole
without the pieces she stole
I think I'll replace them with clay
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If my thoughts weren't hazy and my teacher not crazy...
would I have stopped with the knife?
I know life is rough
But would I be enough,
Would I be worth this life?
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If my head was alright and the darkness brought light...
I think I might make it.
I got this chance
So I'll try a dance
Hoping that I will make it.
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And so I shout out:" I want to change the world!"
But between the laugther of friends and the explosions of bombs, my voice gets lost.
I ask myself "When will the sound waves of my voice form a tsunami? When will my words bite like sharks to those who dare stepping into my home? When will my speech sink the ships of the enemy? When will the sand be swapped away from beneath their feet with my words? When will the rhythm of my talk soothe them to sleep?
When will the ripple of my tone bathe the kids in summer?
"
Speak up for yourself. Scream to the ones who will not listen, say the words of those without a voice. The soundless words hold every thought and feeling of the writer.
Place every vowel, every consonant with care. Every letter changes the meaning. Every word can change a world.
Maybe I cry the ocean
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In the last few weeks I have felt numb, still do and I'm not even sure if a few weeks is enough. It feels like years.
The ocean in my head is drowning everything out. In the far distance, I can hear the 52hz whale crying, but I can't answer. Water stops my voice and fills my lungs. I can't breath, but my heart beats faster than I can count.
I don't have the energy to stay afloat, so I'm sinking like a wrack. The darkness beneath me grabs my feet and pulls me down. I close my eyes, waiting to hit the ground.
I don't feel it. As I open my eyes to look down, all I see is black. I know that down there is a ground. Nothing is infinite. I just don't see it. I can't see it.
While still sinking, the world of creatures swims by me. Beautiful and ugly, tiny and big. I try to touch a shiny fish but it swims away.
I cry. At least I think I do. My tears immediately mix with the water of the sea. I can't tell them apart. The deeper I sink the more I get pulled down. Harsh. It will probably leave markes on my skins.
I try to scream but every last breath of mine seems to be made of the sea. Or my tears.
Maybe I'm drowning in my tears.
Maybe I cry the ocean.
Cradling numbness
An empty bed.
Dried flowers,
Stars on the ceiling.
Place for a child,
Never brought home.
Dead lover.
Lifeless crying,
Soundless screaming,
Manic laughter,
Empty arms,
Cradling numbness.
Stolen child.
Dreams broken,
Nightmares awoken.
Death before life,
Darkness without light,
No hope.
Never here,
But still...
Come back
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I'm scared
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The street is big and noisy,
The entire ground is red.
Blood and guts squished under cars,
I'm scared like a cat.
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Running in a zigzag.
Jesus take the wheel.
You know I don't believe in you,
but i still hope that you're real.
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I need someone to hold me,
but please don't touch my skin.
My will to life returned,
I don't know where it has been.
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The kid in me is crying,
Tears running down my cheek.
I want to scream and shout,
But I'm afraid to even speak.
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If you want to, you can try reading it to the melody of (more like the beginning of the verses)
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Only Everyone Can Judge Me by Crywank
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