dear God

Dear God

I have so many things to ask

So many questions on my mind

I’m tired of hiding behind my mask

I look to you to find

The answers to my questions

The helping hand

The caring suggestions

Someone who understands

I need your help with it all

 I’m being overwhelmed

The devils having a ball

I’m not felling very loved

But slowly it all fades

 My anger, depression and hate

You strip me clean

Cleansed to the purest rate

You start to rebuild me

A photocopy of you

You gave your son to save me

Thank you.

Young Poet

familiar stranger

Familiar stranger

I sat on the grass doing my history

I start to think of my past

Covered in fog, shrouded in mystery

I have no memories of who i was before

I refuse to recall

For it felt like cutting out an old sore

Clouds covered the sky, ready to rain

The clouds burst open with a thundering “crack!”

The coolness soothing my pain

I ran inside the house

Went to sit by the window looking out

Keeping quiet as a mouse

They say my dad was the park ranger

I look up, out the window

That’s when I saw him, the familiar stranger.

Young Poet

anger

Anger

Anger takes control

And will never release its hold

On your emotions

Judgement, impression and reaction

You will be slave to its influence

No person alive can escape it grasp

In time everyone will succumb to anger

Be very careful with this emotion

For anger is one letter

Away from danger

Young Poet

clowns

Clowns

Who are clowns really now?

That’s what I want to know,

Are the good and funny?

Do they make you laugh from your tummy?

Or are they clowns who are mean and sour?

Clowns who haunt you every day and every hour?

I was five when I first met one

With his makeup and that big red nose

The sight made me want to run

 But with fear I froze

He gave me a ginormus bear hug

And squeezed me tight

Squashing me like a bug

I was filled with fright

I kicked and screamed

So he put me on the ground

Before I screamed

And so I spun around

And with the speed of light

 That must have given that clown a fright

I was gone in a puff of smoke

You say clowns are people too?

While I say people that want to hurt you.

Young Poet

friends

Friends

Your smile is infectious

Your voice is soothing

Your laughter is contagious

You’re just too amazing

In you I found a friend

So kind and caring

You’re the nicest boy I know

Adventurous and daring

To me you’re a dream come true

If only you knew

How much you mean to me

Even if we are only meant to be

Friends

Friends 2

But in the end

With my luck in life

Nothing goes right

In the brightness of others

 You won’t see my feeble light  

Young Poet

anguish inside

Anguish inside

The wounds on my soul

Bleeding for a while

 Un-cleaned, untreated

Just dressed with a smile

Unknown to others

 Hidden by a mask

And if my disguise slips

“no, I’m OK” if they ask

Going through the motions

keeping a smile on my face

old wounds cause me to stumble

 I receive another graze

I’ve spent so long bottling up

Sealing it tight, filling it constantly

I don’t know how to talk,

To heal my wounds you see?

I need help opening the lid

Another hand to encourage me

To pour out the contents

 Of a stormy emotional sea

Please reach out to me

 I beg of you, I don’t know how

I struggle against my silence

But the loss is mine, my head to bow.

Young Poet

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