Life Poems From The Inside by Daeja Rentz (fiction book recommendations .TXT) 📕

You say you love me but do you mean it?
You say you need me,is that true?

You say you will be their for me but
You  left  me  more  than  once

CAN I TRUST YOU?

I trusted you three times yet

you still let me down
should I trust you

I think not...

everyone wants happiness

no one wants pain

but you cant make a rainbow

without a little rain

silence speaks when words can't

who needs april fools day

when your whole life is a joke?

sick or crying tired of trying yes

im smiling but inside

I'm dying

Silence doesn't always mean "yes"

sometimes it can mean

"I'm tired of explaning to

people who dont even try to

understand

sometimes the hardest 

thing and the right

thing are the same thing

Love is blind and can be foolish

our heart doean't always

love the right people at the

right time sometimes we hurt

the ones that love us the most

and sometimes welove the

ones that don't deserve

our love at all

If a person laughs too much

even at stupid things she is

loney deep inside

if a person sleeps alot

she is sad

if a person speaks less

but fast she keeps secrets

if some one becomes angry

over silly things

she needs love

People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true.

Thats how they define reality but what does ti mean to be correct or true?

Merly vague concepts their "reality" may all be a marage.

Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world shaped by their beliefs?

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not their I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glints

on the snow

I am the sunlight on

ripend grain

I am the gentle autum rain

when you awaken in

the mornig hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

of guiet birds in

 circled flight

I am the soft stars

that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and

cry I am not their I did not die

Ring around the rosie

what do you suppose we

can do to fight the darkness

IN...WHICH...WE...DROWN

Ring around the rosie

the evil thing it

knows me lost ghost

surround me

I can't fall

DOWN!!!

I sit hear every day some days I stand up,strech,and feel these stiff bonesthese creaky joints this trampled spirit cramped inside me I roll my sholders I blink my eyes I count the seconds creeping up the walls the minutes shivering under my skin the breaths I have to remember to take sometimes I allow my mouth to drop open just a little bit I touch my toungue to the backs of my teeth and the seam of my lips and I walk around this small space.

I trail my fingers along the cracks in the wall and wonder , I wonder what it is like to speak out loud and be heard I hold my breath and listen closly for anything any sound of life and wonder at the beauty, the impossibility of possibly hearing another person like me breathing beside me I stop I stand still I close my eyes and try to remember a world beyond these walls.

I wonder what it would be like to know that I'm not alone not dreaming that this isolated existence is not caged within my own mind and I do I do wonder I think about it all the time what it would be like to kill myself because I never really know I still cant tell  the  difference I'm never quite certan weather or not I'm actually alive.So I sit here every single day.

Run I said to myself

Run until your lungs

collapse untill the wind

whips and snaps at your

tattered clothes util

your a blur that

blends into the

backround run I said

run,run faster

until your bones break

and your shins split

and your muscles rip

and your heart dies

because it was always

too big for your chest

and it beat to fast

for too long run,run,run

until you can't hear

their feet behind you run

until they drop their

fist and their shouts

dissolve in the air

run with your eyes

open and your mouth

shut and dam the

river rushing up

behind your eyes

run I said run

until you drop

dead make sure

your heart stops

before they ever

touch you run I said run...

Publication Date: 08-13-2013

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