This world

GabrielThePoet

Born into the adult world at 5

how the hell did a survive

I've seen death I've seen people beat to the verge of death

I can't stop to take a breath

at 6 I met trauma what a horrible encounter

can I find a counter?

however you still treat me like i haven't seen this world

I've seen more than most have observed

I may be seventeen but I am not stupid, pure, I know this world

there are few things I haven't learned

  • Author: GabrielThePoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 18th, 2022 22:08
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    harrowing, to contemplate
    this is a reality, a voice
    for far too many..
    love the matter of fact, bravery
    poetry, distilled raw
    so even the most ignorant
    can hear it, once and for all!
    a poignant read, thanks for sharing
    'smells like teen spirit'
    Kurt would be proud, I think
    (sing your Truth, chase your dreams
    but don't admire, that category
    of adulthood
    cherish youth, suck it dry of all its got to offer
    like a perfectly blossomed strawberry
    embrace your fury, build a furnace
    and let your lava, drip
    on every blank canvas, you bravely
    mould to your will
    cherish youth, forget about earning
    affirmation or respect
    from other people's eyes
    seek, validation
    first and foremost, from those eyes
    in the mirror, that know you best
    cherish youth, utilise it in each heartbreak
    or unrealised dream, let your unshed tears
    water your life's garden of solace
    learn to smile at strife
    and cough out your hurt
    never, repress it
    and maybe, hopefully
    you'll go-on to live one of those lives
    Poet's write about...!
    cherish your youth, for soon
    it will be too far, to reach for
    even beyond, reverie's blinks)



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