invisible-glowsticks

Desks Desks are important They keep our butts from falling When we are learning Plums Characteristics Of a plum are as follows Purple and squishy Pens Pens leak thoughts of ink The way we express our lives In any color

Your words are like weights on my heart If they come to fast in a deluge Their presence is almost unnoticeable Untraceable They are heard They are seen You know they exist Steadfastly… Your life moves on An ever-running run-on sentence Subjects Verbs Adjectives But I'm the one running Running through time The words are like flecks of dirt kicked up As long as I keep moving Ever present And ever circulating Everyone gets a little tired And in those slow, quiet moments When you're gasping to catch your breath You find that the deluge And the sand Have become one Solid Unyielding The truth heavy, And thick You

Control An idea An action Anger requires control The choice to let it out To let it consume you But be posed, Precise A craftily worded insult A heavily loaded punch Of truth All people can not see The impact of their words But I The tamer of my own since I could speak See it continuously Holding their tongue seems not an option And irresponsibility, A necessity Asphyxiating hypocrisy My body craves air and, Freedom Freedom to act Pulling the strings Of puppeted emotions, Wears you down You feel old Older than you already felt Perhaps this is the reason The reason why Even as a child What wholly eludes me,