Channel's Upwards Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

Bricked Off
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Channel upward towards the sky...
On aire reach both far and wide,
Innocence seen in eyes...
Latent image beauty reflected off

Watch and cheer for all in need
Off the lost and immerse themselves in comedy,
Oh ya, the hilarity, an angel I see but cannot meet,
A saintly vision broadcast of my heart empty vacuum

In need to relive a childhood forever lost
Sought to prevent from others who fell to Lewis
Who victimize us boys in upon a street of youth...
Two school years of trauma repercussions

Rippling into the present past be gone from eyes,
First stone cast upon the seas of innocence
Echo trauma relived daily, taunts of hate
Toward an innocent man boy...

In want to be viewed as normal,
Denial of childhood catharsis when as man,
Emasculated as boy taunted as girl,
Regain youth in Disney channel,

Feels like child youth therapy in much need...
Of an escape away from a much harsh reality...
Trauma disappears from sight,
As new trauma takes place in sleep,

To semi forget the pain, to awaken
To a new world by sunshine rise
Where my life reviled by others, why? ,
Second guessing my openness and honesty...

Again and again, and around about in suicidal ideation
Projections off my mind screen in upon my soul
Forever rerun in my mind to run away from self torture
All escapes bricked off from leaving to a place I know not when