Least Read Misunderstood Poems

When we tell ourselves it doesn't matter

When that person we overlook looks


Follows our path longingly from a distance

And we find our self hurt and alone ...


Simply because we mistook

She saw injustice, double-standard rules, unfair favoritism, and was treated like an outcast, though she physically lived among them. Day by day, she looked for ways to spread her wings and fly away. The more she tried, the more they clipped her wings with negativism and implementing guilt and fear in pursuit of discouraging her wish to fly and create her own world.

Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...

Life behind xanax bars;
Secrets buried in my backyard.
The boys and I;
Remain ready for tequila sunrise.

Fear not repentance.
Cannabis smoke is relentless.
Chopping up the guilt from my past.
Snorting it by the eighth & having a blast.

Alprazolam as a chaser;
Hospital departure with a pacemaker.
The truth is I’m a lost soul.
I negotiated my serenity for dope.

Slowly disintegrating till cremation.
Mouth foaming from intoxication.
From Los Angeles county to probation.
I’m always getting high, fuck...

Nearing the days departure
Upon streetlights awakening
Pumping such machineblood
Fast into her steel veins cold
Crystal gaze, formal camouflage
To everyone, she's unassuming
Ancient eyes, turning on, locking in
With her, prey will always be prey
They never fight or take flight
She waltzes between their rhythm
Two shots, no second shooter
In her hands they drop like flies

if you don't think
 enough of yourself

then the sun will
      never find you