Nothing Left

Lights of the world

The days grow darker without love

It dissipates  from my grasp like the sunset on the horizon 

The earth turns cold and the wind jabs ice
Making me fall to the ground
I look of what is left of me, arms beaten and bruised, legs mangled and bleeding, head cracked open
My chest cut open with the veins of my heart exposed.
All this hurt,this torture, was for love.
The story is painful for each part
Arms I got beaten from lies and false affection.
Legs mangled from trying to move on then being punished for it.
Head cracked open from well being a fool letting love into me when I am not healed and well.
Now my chest cut open from giving into well stupidity and clumsy me.
Should just learn my lesson?
Or go back for more?
~Sabrina Black

Risen Among The Ashes

In the dark deep abyss

Covered in a thick ash

Lies the soul of this young timid girl

Raised among the living, her as the lie

Raised among the dead, her as the lie

Bits and pieces in each of these lies

Who is she really?

Who is she among these lies?

Deep and Dark 

A Mere Light

Lost but not forgotten 

Alas I with hold a memory 

Of the forgotten happiness that once was mine

Lost in a fog of guilt and agony

I find my self lost in forevermore of what it looks like to be darkness 

It welcomes me in again with its cold dead fingers

I enter and I find my self familiar with the buffet table of pain and sorrow 

Yet I still don't accept it

Thinking there could be a small beacon of light somewhere 

It just needed to be found.

I fell asleep in this cold dark pit and in the mists of my sleep

A speck of light floats above me

I couldn't help but follow it 

Knowing it could lead to somewhere it ate at my heart

All around me I see cold bodies sleeping in rows 

While following the light I tried to stay light on my feet 

The light was seeming to move quicker my heart started racing as I chased it 

Then it grew bigger and bigger until I see a corner of a room looking down I see a boy my age staring at the wall as if it is going to move. 

I tapped lightly on his shoulder a huge beam of light came from him

Then everything went black 

I awoke to a place with meadows and flowers 

There was the boy sitting by what looked like a creek. 

"Where I'm I?" I asked " Who are you?"

"Why don't you remeber?" he replied 

"No".

" I found you my love , you will never be lost again"

~ Sabrina Black

When Two Hearts Become One

Across the stretch of time 

Two hearts torn and broken 

Come together and mend into one 

Unexpected to them both

They find that they are most happiest 

Nothing can break them apart 

Promises made 

Dreams being dreamt 

These two broken hearts become one 

                                                  Paradise 

 

I am What I am

Who I AM

I am courageous and shy

I wonder what people think of me?

I hear the cries of hate and love

I see the world as a battle

I want peace and love not judgment

I am courageous in my heart and shy in my ways.

I pretend to have love on my side with someone special

I feel life coming alive in my heart

I touch the warmth of the sun

I worry I’ll go back to the darkness

I cry if love lets me go

I am courageous and will fight and shyness is not a weakness

I understand I have strength to pull through struggles

I say I will never turn back to the past again

I dream of a better life than living in shadow

I try to do my all to get into the light of day

I hope I will never go back

I am courageous and shy

Sabrina Black 

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Confusing Society

This goes out to a friend of mine, Dustin who helped me come up with today's piece(:


Confusing in this world today, no matter what the topic may be:
Women
Men
Money
Love
Hate
War
Peace
Politics
School
Religion, etc.

We all have our own views on these sensitive, yet most talked about subjects. Now, I'm going to talk about a couple and get my own views on them. If you don't want to read what I have to say or am offended by what I write, I'm very sorry.

First one: Women

Now, being that I am a woman, it isn't hard for me to point out some of the things I notice about myself. The women side of this is that in all reality women want to be happy. Am I wrong? We just want a sweet guy that won't judge us or hate us. Yet again, there is that society outlook on women as unstable or not knowledgeable.  Women have been able to prove wrong all the norms that were in the past. But one I think is still there is the fact that some women aren't like all the norms that were set out for us.

Second one:  Love

This is one that I always seem to write about. Love, a sensitive subject for people. It could be of family, friends, relationships, etc. Love is a word that I think is used to much. You actually have to really love that person. I think sometimes women use "love" to hang on to the person they want. I've done it before, it all ended up in the trash in the end, metaphorically speaking. Love is something that you really have to mean. Don't just say it because you can, say it because you mean it.

Last, but not least: Hate

In this society, it seems like hate is all around us. On the T.V, in the news, wherever you live there is some hate there. How can we fix this? Maybe we could all get along??? Yet, I know that it will never happen because everyone has different opinions about certain topics. I think that if we all try to fix one aspect in our lives then maybe that will help. But it's only my wish.

Change of Heart

       Among The Few 

                                                                      Deep in thought

                                                                      Hidden with Fear

                                                                      

                                                                      A heart full of love and hate

                                                                      Suspicious to the mind

                                                                      Clever to the heart

                                            

                                                                      Magic in the heart

                                                                      Swelters in the thought

                                                                      Unknown in the world