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
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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
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Useless faithI 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?✒️?

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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
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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.

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#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.

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#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…..

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