When you look into my eyes,
What do you see?
The debris from all the tragedy?
Thats only part of me.
Like a detainee,
I’m trapped inside
denied feelings of happiness
only a slight will to survive .
I’m only here
because
I plea,
for sanity
for my mind not to
take over me,
with negativity
to give me dignity
to fight another day.
Strength, not captivity
Ability, not anxiety .
I want to write words
that need to be heard
without them getting blurred.
Let me transfer the good
for all that are misunderstood.
I want to RISE
Thats what I want you to see
when you look into my eyes.
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