Take A Look

She's jogging in a field

Her eye's are pecked

She can't see a thing

Soon to be blind

She wears tears of blood

Her knees are bruised

She cries, She weeps

She lays silently during the night

Yet and still no one hears

Addiction screams in her head

She fights it

But she still can not rest

Surrounded in worry

Collapsing in fear

Gasping for air

She looks to the sky asking for guidance

Wondering will help ever arrive

Take a picture

Know watch it wither away

It is not a Rose or a Flower

It is a human

Look at the frame

Now remove the scars

Tell me what do you see?

Is there beauty?

Why seal it in a jar?

Take a look we are imprisoned

Our lives are shattered

Why fight we some times ask

Then we get a whisper during the night

Our Kids, Our Families, Our Friends, AND FOR ANOTHER SUFFERING ADDICT

These words ring like bells in my ears

Grandma watched me draw

Color spread

And

Race was never a question in my eyes

But judgement stands at the door of each home

WHY?

Why are we held down by this wicked character?

Tell me are you a genius?

What color am I?

Can you read a book from it's cover alone?

Doesn't the mystery lay inside?

I am BLUE

I am SAD

I am not WHITE nor BLACK

Color lays on the inside and it is not RED alone

Feel my heart

Explore my mind

Take a walk though these painted walls

Written By,

Catherine Houston

March 4, 2016