Kristy Laking Poems

Flipping through the latest fashion magazine
I wonder to myself if this can actually be real
Pictures of these fake role models staring at me
These too skinny girls with their perfect hair
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Caught between gunfire in a field painted red
Bullets and shells falling upon you like rain
There is no escape from it, trapped
Explosions and shrill cries
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A thousand emotions wash over my body
I want to scream, I want to laugh, I need to cry
I do nothing, nothing but sit and wait
It starts getting colder but I barely notice
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Dreams are just silly fantasies
That helps us keep our faith in the world
Give us something pleasant to think about
They are anything but real
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My fears begin as the light slowly fades away
Those tormenting thoughts take over my mind
I try not to think, not to listen, to go numb
My body won’t give into the silence that surrounds
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