August Poetry Part 3

Oct 07, 2006 16:51

8/21/06

False Acceptance

If for a few moments
A few nobodies made her feel
Like a somebody,
Then emotion has stabbed and twisted
All logical and moral ideas
Left in a harsh reality.
And any hope that honesty and belief
Would conquer has been lost
In the scrolls along with
The gullible souls
That only knew who they were
By a book written by something
For humans to blame when they were worried.

Addictions of Acceptance

Once in:
It's hard to get out.
And once the mind has wrongly focused:
Anything that doesn't work is completely gone-out!
As morals are washed with dirty water,
As guilty acts are asked and accomplished . . .
All is lost.
There are no laws covering acceptance
Except harsh notifications of illegal suggestions always done.
It is always done for the sake of the acceptation.
It's a cycle-it doesn't stop!

Blank Truth

She did things she didn't like.
She wanted acceptation.
The more things she did,
The more she believed the lies they fed her.
The lies were fed with a silver spoon.
She did things:
Like giving to the number
Believing they all backed her
Except they all ran
When the lights showed
The true colors: blue and red.
As the light cornered her
In tears of false acceptance
Caused the authority to laugh.
No trust is left in the truth!

Authority Disillusion

Two males supposed to have respected her . . .
Supposed to have listened to her story:
All is lost
As they call her a lair
In the mist of the truth.
By believing the lying numbers
They corner her . . .
In an enclosing room:
Getting smaller and smaller.
As her eyes rain
Wishing for an acceptance of her truth
And not to believe
The deceiving demons with flesh,
She knows:
This isn't a honest girl's world.
She takes punishment for demon's crimes.
She also learns not to trust . . . anyone!
(Anyone good or bad!)
They'll all deceive her,
And they'll all leave her . . . cold and alone!
As they blame her
For everything wrong.They are right.
She is wrong.
Badges are good.
She is bad.
She is a honest whore.
She is a stupid bitch.
She is a damn tease.
She is a plain nothing.
She is the one
Who deserves all the blame!
All because she wanted to be accepted.
Sorry!

Media Blast

They know . . .
She was gone:
Tell more people
Don't lie-break the truth!
Blame it all on her
Make it a conspiracy
Let people think
The badges are doing something
Who would care if it effects her future.
She'll be a fat nothing her whole life.
TV says,
"She's a horrible person."
As they plaster her ugly picture.
Papers tell everyone,
"She's the bad girl."
Attention businesses:
Don't hire her.
She'll steal
She'll hurt your friends.
Church people
Don't let her in:
She works with Satan.
It's all lies.
They never kept the story straight.
Even though it's all lies:
Media ruins a girl
So the badges look good
And get the damn holiday ham.

Paranoid Depression

She left to come
To a different world
No one looks at her the same:
"What did you do?"
Whispered among the questioning citizens.
Threats were common.
(Why threaten a girl who wouldn't want to harm anyone?)
She was home bound by fear.
Fear of the stares and questions:
"Why did you do it?"
Echoing questions,
Echoing blame.
Blame ran high
Flowing from a false media,
Which had defeated
A weaponless, honest girl.
A corrupt society ruined yet another young soul.
Does happiness truly come by making something else depressed?

Darkness Waiting

A cold, dirty bath:
Of regret,
Of questioning
And of a society where innocence is jailed,
While the guilty go free.
(If you have the right numbers.)
There is no moral.
As time flies by-only in a perfect world.
Now she's just in a pre-hell
As she sits and waits:
Like a waiting room
For the worst shot in her life.
And it's not a drug-
It's a punishment.
A punishment for a corrupt honesty.
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