Raw Emotions

Raw Emotions

A Poem by Elsie
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A poem with such intense that it hard to believe this happens. It gives hope to everyone while showing the truth of what the world is like. How everything we do effect someone.

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You walk through the front door in your education

No longer are you on semi-safe ground

Now it’s an open battle field where anything goes

Anything and everything is a weapon just waiting to be used

The next 12 years of your education is this battlefield

Everything goes no matter how small it may be

Each year the filed will get hard to survived through

You will watch people drop like rain

Not all of them that drop will crawl through the battle

Some will allow the darkness to engulf them so much

That death will seem like a wonderful gift

 

At first the weapons used against you won’t hurt too much

But watch out for those weapons will get sharper and stronger

As times goes on

Those once small wounds will grow and weep

Before you know it the darkness will start to creep in

Just waiting to strike at your lowest point

Once the darkness has it crawls in you

It won’t let go ever

 

Every nasty word, cruel remark, rumors, and hateful looks given

Cuts a bit deeper into your skin

The blood seeps at slow at first

You cover the wounds hoping that they will heal

Suddenly the bandages are ripped off slowly

Now the blood is running out of your body

The warmth you once knew is slowly disappearing

It’s become a struggle to get out of bed and face them

What’s the point since they are killing you slowly

No one knows how deep their words cut

How hard you try to appear invisible

Nothing works

 

Suddenly you push yourself to go into college

Surprisingly life has gotten a bit better

Than the battlefield is back

Much worse than before

Now they know everything about you

There no place to hide

Each night you lay in bed hoping tomorrow will be better

That maybe they will grow up

 

 The next four years fly by in a blink of an eye

You now on your way to work

A place that makes the other battle fields looks nice

Nowhere you seem to turn is any better

Each new chapter brings more unbearable pain

 

You have watched to many loved ones take the easy way out

The thing is you know you can do better

If you fought this long than you can fight longer

Nothing will stop you from moving on

Not now, not ever

You will keep fighting

 

The day comes when the person who was a major supporter

In your life is no longer there

You wonder what the point in fighting is

It’s in the moment when you realize

That all those small cuts you received over the years

Are no longer small

But look more like chunks been taken out

All that is left are holes filled in with darkness

 

You look at the razor you placed on the table

Taking the easy route seems to be looking better and better

 Since there is not left for you here

Right as you place the razor on your skin

Ready to end it all

 

You don’t push down on the razor

Instead you find hope within yourself

That you never once gave up

 

You kept fighting when others gave up

That alone is amazing

If you end it now what does that

Show those who look up in awe at your strength

That gives you the strength to keep pushing forward

 

Nothing will stop you from fighting

To move forward and keep given people the hope

That fighting and not taking the easy route out

Can help others keep fighting

No matter how hard it may be

 

That alone is enough to make you want to keep fighting

To move forward 

© 2016 Elsie


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Added on December 14, 2016
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Elsie
Elsie

Marblehead, MA



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I love to write and I write anything and everything. I love to sing even though I am not good at it. I love to walk around everyone that I can. I love to read everything I can usually get my hands on... more..

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