Alicia Meyers Poems

My picture may not be with the coolest frame,
My fire may not be the highest flame,
I may not be the touch screen phone,
And I may not be the biggest home.
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I need to pull myself together,
I need to get a grip of life,
I need to simply change,
Change the way I like.
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I got lost there for a second,
Maybe it wasn't meant to be,
I thought it could last forever,
But now I can see.
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I rise from the dead,
This coffen is my bed,
Eyes shot red,
I'm ready for this blood shed.
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Sand is moist from the rain,
waves crashing on shore,
Tear drops falling in hands,
I can't take this anymore.
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There are people that has collasped to the cold dirty ground,
Not able to make a sound,
Being quiet as a mouse,
And never had a house.
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You sit all day,
Staring down at paper,
It's a price to pay,
For sleeping in class later.
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She closes her eyes and thinks of beautiful rainbows and flowers. She tries to grasp them, but it's nothing she can touch
and nothing that anyone else can see. She sighs and sits down in her mind - humming to her favorite song, a lullaby.
A voice derives by her ears; as she listens closely, she hears a man whispering her name. She glances around,
trying to look for the man whom has been murmuring to her, but not face-to-face where she can see what he looks like.
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Feeling so alone,
Trapped in this broken home,
Sad inside my inner core,
Being thrown across the floor.
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