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Kiah Schneemilch


Life Changing


I look back in the past
And see a little girl
With not a worry in the world
No life changing decisions
Only to choose a friend
Or what flavor ice-cream
She only gets upset
Upset by falling over
Grazing her knees
Or her brother stealing
Stealing something she loved to play with
To know she’s safe in a world
A world full of judgmental people
Dangerous people
To know
She has her mother
Her mother to protect her
Growing more mature
As the days past
Now I see her older
Her life has changed
For once she didn’t mind other people
Now cries herself to sleep at night
With no one else to turn to
She is alone in a place
A place full of people
With the music in her ears
Blocking the sound of society
She chooses to ignore the world
But only for a little while
No phone
No Facebook
Nothing sociable
bursting out with tears
She is tired
Tired of crying
Tired of trying
The only thing she still has
Is the love
The love her mother gives her
For love can only be a precious gift
If it is meant to be
And in her case
The love
Love from her mother
Is enough
Enough to keep her going
To get through
All the pain,
Heartbreak,
Tears and sadness
The support helps her break free
Break free from every little issue
To become stronger
Stronger so she can protect
Protect her from the world

Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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  • Gold Star - 19,033 Points Gajanan Mishra (10/26/2013 8:34:00 PM)

    love is much more strong than anything. good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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