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On Earth,
Life a unique commodity.
It is precious.
Though, what sets it apart
from other resources,
is that, it is
the only One,
that can decide
for itself,
if it wants to be wasted
or put to good use.
In the Universe,
a single life,
is here for just a second
then it's gone.
But what that life
leaves behind,
can either last
for a second,
or forever.
Kirsten Z. Jacob
Life a unique commodity.
It is precious.
Though, what sets it apart
from other resources,
is that, it is
the only One,
that can decide
for itself,
if it wants to be wasted
or put to good use.
In the Universe,
a single life,
is here for just a second
then it's gone.
But what that life
leaves behind,
can either last
for a second,
or forever.
Kirsten Z. Jacob
Literature
Suicidal
Blood flows from our wrists,
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?
The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?
Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.
There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.
Every one of us needs a helping hand,
Literature
The Hidden Truth
She smiles, she laughs, she paints away,
On the tips of her happiness is how goes the day.
She prays, she hopes, she dreams legit,
To forget the regrets that she once commit.
She is, she was, an angelic child,
Now addicted to pain is how gone wild.
She tries, she pretends, to again be so happy,
Such a shame her life has turned so scrappy.
She tries, she wishes to again be so her,
A prince shall come to make her feel so pure.
Literature
I Don't Want To See
Sometimes I close my eyes
And pretend i'm blind.
Though I can't see
I try to continue
On down the path
That I once believed was right
And though I know
That I have strayed from the path
That I have been swayed and moved off course
I will not open my eyes
Because I am blind
At least I wish I was.
I keep walking
And even though I can still hear
The sounds of the pain
And the damage
I might be bringing to others
Or the danger I'm slowly walking towards
But I keep going
I don't open my eyes
And I walk directly off that cliff
Though I don't see the fall.
Because I'm blind
Or at least I wish I was
Because I don't want to see.
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Author's Notes.
I know many of us are confused about what to do with our lives. We try too many things to know what direction we should head in.
But whatever we end up settling on we should always make the most of it.
The commas are placed such that the pauses they induce are meant to get the reader to really think about what I tried to convey.
*This piece cannot in whole or in part be reproduced, altered or claimed in any way without my explicit permission. ~Kirsten Jacob
I know many of us are confused about what to do with our lives. We try too many things to know what direction we should head in.
But whatever we end up settling on we should always make the most of it.
The commas are placed such that the pauses they induce are meant to get the reader to really think about what I tried to convey.
*This piece cannot in whole or in part be reproduced, altered or claimed in any way without my explicit permission. ~Kirsten Jacob
© 2012 - 2024 KirstenJacob
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Wow great poem...reminds me of my poems I wrote in high school...great poem...