He was born good, But the world corrupted him. He was born good, But he let the world corrupt him. Don’t be like him, The bastard. Keep the good in your soul, Fight the darkness. Keep the good in your soul, Win the lifelong fight. That’s all living is: Virtue versus villain. You will make it, My sweet angel.
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Love the World, Love Each Other- A Poem by Sara
Tantalizing, Dripping with sweat, Loss of appetite, Must run, Help fight, Resist temptation, Regretful, threatful situation, There aren’t any Words... Nary a word, Never said the world, Just said you. Love both-- Same life, Same end.
Trepidations- Poem by Sara
With terror I trust that I am talentless at writing, Though I believe it is what saved me, And that is my main reason for continuing. Still I worry that those who believed in me And my ability Were clueless or lying, and either way, If I am wrong for worrying about such things, I apologize for being so accusatory And for not believing in myself. I should know better. I should know It’s better to do the things I love, Even if my ability doesn’t exceed My Eiffel Tower expectations Especially at the beginning of the journey. Of course I’m no pro, I just started, But I’ve got the passion to persevere. How else will I get better?
3-8 Offsuit- Poem by Sara
You were dealt a 3-8 offsuit. Nearly everyone would have folded. You didn’t. You’re still playing. You don’t expect to win, But just being in the game Makes you happy, Even if you know You’ll lose the hand, It’s okay Because you’re having fun, And that’s admirable.
My Selfish Secret- Poem by Sara
I don’t write because I want to change the world Or make the comfortable Feel discomfort And those uncomfortable Experience comfort. No, I write to benefit Nobody other than myself. I write because It’s the only thing that keeps Me safe and sane. If I weren’t writing this Right now, I might be drinking Or bleeding Or killing my kidneys with Too much lithium. My writing is My selfish secret I’m willing to share.
Self Love/Self Hate
People just assume that I hate myself. That’s not true. They say you’re supposed to “Love yourself.” Well, I don’t love myself either. Continue reading "Self Love/Self Hate"
Hairpin Curve
There’s a hairpin curve up ahead, And I’m going way too fast. The other side of the curve is a cliff. “I should slow down.” Continue reading "Hairpin Curve"
Free the Verse 