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There i saw a kid behind a tree A tree not typical as we know or see Branches from far,limbs from near Screams so loud so painful to hear River down the hill yet not clear As i got close,the agony I couldn't adhere There sat a kid behind a tree Not the typical tree or a child that you would see Blood flowing non stop pouring Is it a nightmare or is it really happening Scenes from a horror movie Too cruel to be a constant reality As I stepped further To the kid as i get closer I noticed snowflakes, how could it be in the middle of summer As they touched my skin ,it started to burn,snowflakes from hell what a bummer As i went further i started hearing a sound A sound so hedious my ears started to bleed all of a sudden Too evil to be true i presumed Certainly it's just a nightmare I assumed And there was the kid behind the tree Speechless from the images that i see I asked the kid how does it feel The kid with trauma, a trauma that may never heal He was smiling covered with blood and ash As he spoke in a hurry in a rush As if somebody is going to twist his tounge make him go hush He said with tears down his cheek This is what it feels like when cruelty reaches its peak I'm not the typical kid you know Who dreams to be a doctor all grown Me ,no i can't even dream I was born in a world of shadow without a gleam I live every single day as if it is my last Cause all of a sudden I could be part of the past I play,I laugh,I smile as if it my last Cause all of a sudden their hell on me they can cast Too loud,too painful, too fast Too quickly turned into the rubles of the past I dream to just exist,where my breathe isn't a burden Where i amnt a corpse all of a sudden Where I don't feel thousands of shattered pieces in despair With those innocent eyes he asked is it possible for all of this to be fair Don't I matter he pledge to me as he stare As he continued to tell me his story One that's painful so scary I look up at the sky,the sky that was once calm Yet now it's melody changed, a merciless slam I wonder if i wake up,if i could still lift up my palm They say I am a human animal,that I am a monster All the evilness,all the filth,I foster Maybe cause they see my face Covered in ash dripping in blood, they think I'm a lost case You can see right,the light that is with in Maybe you don't, maybe it's trapped in the glooms of the rubble never to be seen They say children are colorful flowers when they bloom But our petals were always painted red,picked apart from the womb Speechless stuttering, I asked why are you sitting here Behind the shades of bodies,overflowing blood and bursting sounds you hear He smiled again these aren't bodies or limbs This isn't just a tree as it seems Here I laughed with my sister and brother Heard stories like mine from my mother and father This was a peaceful, happy place for us Our own spot where nobody steals joy from us Where we felt free ,not like s subhuman class In dread of the answer I might get I asked where are they now ,have they left They are scattered he replied Scattered on the river side Scattered in the ground a land so wide Scattered with no where to be found You were asking me why Why I am sitting here,behind these tree I am here waiting to be taken Taken to a better place a safe heaven Where I am not punished for being a kid Where I am not pictured as a rotting seed Where I am not covered in ash,where i don't bleed I am waiting to be part of these rivers Where my body never shakes nor shivers I was so eager to help him As his sound was fading becoming so dim His last words he uttered You have seen how i suffered You have seen how my body is battered You have seen how my family is scattered You have seen how my dreams where shattered Yet to come to my aid nobody bothered This is my story the kid behind the tree For they have made me body-less I beg you not to make me voiceless I beg you not to make my tragedy nameless In your prayers REMEMBER ME How a child grew up in conditions he wasn't supposed to be #Šk #istandwithpalestine @flawsome_poetry

They say “time will heal” Feelings we cant conceal Those we cram within Deep beneath our skin What was once a castle of steel Is now a tent of ordeal But if time ever heals ..which it won’t For a fact i know scars remain And the only companion left is pain Bright side pain is clingy ..it stays Keeps you warm with dismay Spice things up adds despair And in the end we find comfort in feeling the crusty layers Feeling our scars we find relief And that by itself is a gift As crazy as it sounds knowing where it hurts Feeling your scars most days and some days peeling Is a journey along the way to healing So when words don’t utter what u feel Lay back feel ur scars hoping someday you’ll heal Or if u don’t then one day u won’t feel @flawsome_poetry

Welcome to my life There's a lotta pain hidden behind these blue eyes And there's a lotta rain covering up blue skies Twenty-nine now, and it feels like my childhood just flew by And I wish I could stop and press rewind I grew up chained to a clock with no free time I was a slave to the ticks and the stocks, but I believed somehow I'd be fine And my little hands couldn't turn back the big hands on that clock when I was a kid I grew up with a lotta pain, and I tried shoving it in a box and closing the lid And it worked Somehow it always got out and came back to haunt me I grew up a loner, and my peers used to taunt me Nobody understood me or cared to even listen I grew up in a small town but never let small minds throw me off mission People around me settled, but I was different because I was driven And I remember those nights with mom at the table in the kitchen I'd tell her I was gonna grow up to be great I couldn't have been any older than eight But I already despised the thought of living life with my foot on the brakes #clay @flawsome_poetry

    Useless faith I did like her; Took bets; Drew straws; For our love I even swore.. Still she scored her goal; She made me cry; No  hard feelings ; She ripped out my soul.. I did like her: Vested my all Prayed to always soldier on;.yet ; In the end ; She shot an arrow; But she missed my dying soul @I.am.broken ©I.n.t.r.u.d.e.r🖤✒️💔 #subscriber @flawsome_poetry  

Infinite Lives We each live with our own destined paths Unfortunately we don't have clear maps We get lost every now and then But we always find our way even in the rain Life can be so cruel and unexpected  But it can also be kind and elated  Am I living, surving or existing  Neither I'm just peacefully hoping That I find something worth holding  I'm consumed by all the darkness that lie within So I'm not sure if I can overcome therein  My mind is in a petrified state I have no energy to be so great  I'm just going along for the ride Then hopefully something tangible will be mine  I'll keep searching, hoping and living  So that I can create a memory worth reliving Something so genuine and clear of lies  I'll do so even if I it takes Infinite lives  #depthofmyloneliness #Adnan A #subscriber @flawsome_poetry

Please don't bring me this far to fall Because sometimes I have this feeling inside of me that I'm about to lose it all And I pick up my phone, but I have no one to call, no one at all Sitting alone in the bathroom stall, listening to happy customers as they shop at the mall Pressure on my chest, I slump on the wall Too afraid to move, too embarrassed to crawl I'm curled up in the corner with a panic attack Praying God will take away these lows and bring the mania back My sanity's jacked, and my haters just laugh My ammo is stacked, so if you give it to me, then I'll give it right back I guess if it's like that, then it's like that We can keep it going, and it'll probably never end Sometimes, in life, it's hard to make amends And for me, it was always hard to make a friend Not because I wasn't social, but because I didn't fit in Felt uncomfortable in every class I'd sit in So if you're like me, listen It's time we as a generation break the chains of this twisted tradition #clay @flawsome_poetry

In the African soil, she finds her roots, A resilient spirit, she proudly loots. Struggles may come, but she'll always rise, An African girl, a beacon in disguise. Through poverty's haze and injustice's sting, An African girl, determined to bring Change and hope to her land's embrace, Her resilience shines, an eternal grace. In her eyes, a fire burns so bright, An African girl, a guiding light. With dreams in her heart, she takes her stand, Conquering struggles, she'll paint the land. An African girl, a warrior strong, Through adversity, she'll sing her song. With grace and courage, she'll face each day, In her spirit, Africa's strength holds sway. #subscriber #boaz @flawsome_poetry

I am an African girl, strong and free, Rooted in the land of ancient ancestry. With golden sunsets and vibrant hues, I dance to rhythms only Africa can fuse. In the heartbeat of the savannah's wild, I find my spirit, untamed and undefiled. The lioness within me roars with pride, As I walk with grace, by nature's side. From the flowing Nile to Victoria's Falls, I am connected to nature's ancient calls. In the wilderness, I find my sanctuary, Embracing the wild, a creature contrary. My skin, a tapestry of ebony and gold, Holds stories untold, of legends of old. A canvas painted with resilience and might, A testament to Africa's eternal light. In the rhythm of drums and joyful song, I find my voice, fierce and strong. Through adversity and struggle, I rise, Like the Phoenix soaring through the skies. I am an African girl, unbreakable and true, Endowed with wisdom passed down through Generations of queens and warriors bold, Whose stories and strength forever unfold. I carry the dreams of my ancestors past, Their hopes and aspirations, a flame to last. With every step, I honor their legacy, For I am an African girl, destined to be free. So, let the world hear my vibrant voice, A celebration of Africa, my eternal choice. I am an African girl, resilient and pure, Forever connected to this sacred allure. #subscriber #boaz @flawsome_poetry

TRACES I need your traces to leave off my body cause it’s suffocating me…. I wish the shower I take while the water is running all over my body could erase all your traces of my body…. I need your traces wiped away from my body so I can start over fresh and clean….. I need to introduce to my body new beginnings that doesn’t need to be erased but rather stay all the time…. I need your traces to set me free so I don’t see any flashbacks of us while I can’t sleep….. I need your traces to set me free so it doesn’t come haunting me while I’m with him…. I need your traces to set me free so I’m able to enjoy new traces other than yours…. I need your traces to back off so I yearn to a trace that I never experienced….. I need your trace to just leave my thought like a permanent alcohol drink does to the brain…. I need your trace to wipe off my body so I could restore my robbed body back…. I need your trace to wipe off so I don’t be your property anymore…. I need your trace to wipe off so I regain the ownership to my body…..I need your trace to wipe off so I regain my concentration back…I need your trace to wipe off so I don’t find any piece of you while I change my clothes…. I need your trace to leave my body the same way an evil spirit leaves a human body…. I need your trace to wipe off my body the same way soap cleans dirt from the body….. I need your trace to wipe off my body the same way a heavy rain swipes up everything in front of it…. I need your trace to wipe off my body like the first time a new born takes shower…. I need your trace to wipe off my body so I don’t remember all the pullings and don’t touch me again conversation I constantly have…. I need your trace to leave so I don’t zone out when I’m surrounded by my close friends….. #subscriber @flawsome_poetry