A Poem- Reality stops the fantasy
Take a moment to realize what you are made of...
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Rapture me in silence...
Take the time to look around
I take a moment without any sounds.
No one yelling-
No more tears-
No more hoping for more than has been brought over the years.
Reality stops the fantasy-
Takes away the dream,
Takes away the hope,
That gave the strength to believe.
I pretend that the pain melts away.
After I finish pretending,
Reality still waits for me.
But no one understands what I cannot be.
Try to explain what hurts,
The neglect- torchers who I am,
And is why I could not make it in that world.
Being guided by your hand..
It is hard to believe in yourself,
When you are only told what you can no longer own.
You begin to forget about yourself.
And the truth as to where it is, that is truly home.
You gave your best,
You lived in their compromise,
It was never enough,
You were always on borrowed time.
I hurt as people lie,
I feel ashamed for what they made me believe,
I wish I never heard their words,
To allow them to rapture me.
One minute you were golden-
Then you realize it wasn’t you.
It was never in your favor-
It was never about making your dreams come true.
Truthful as you were-
Your truth could not compete with their lies.
Your face is weaker than the truth that is hidden,
Beneath the deceit and disguise.
Friend you thought you found,
A confidante worth confiding in.
But when the meaning of what they are comes to light,
You feel the pain of their sins.
Anger turns to hurt,
More hurt than they will ever know.
Because it is about more than this,
It’s about the reality of the hate which they have shown.
Sit in silence, when no one is around.
Let the truth sink in,
Careful you don’t make a sound.
The silence reminds you that you are all alone.
That the world is not your friend,
And it was never a place to call home.
Don’t allow them to see you struggle,
Don’t let out the tears which you hide.
Don’t let them know that they got to you,
Never let the tears escape from your eyes.
Protect the dignity that you have been stripped of.
Stand back up alone.
Make your way into the future-
With no direction of where to turn
Tell myself it will get better,
Tell myself I will bounce back
Tell myself it wasn’t me,
Or anything that they said I lack.
It was never about me,
I was never going to win.
I was never going to get to the top,
Being fed the lies they made me believe in.
Rapture me in silence,
Smoother me in the light.
Give me the strength to get up again,
And continue to be what I know is right.
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