-;- Poems(Which were written by me.)-;-
-;- Open Awakening -;-
Life isn't always what it seems to be, A reason to live isn't always easy to see, Some don't see what other's go through, Would you like to trade them shoes? To go through someone's life to see for yourself, What you see, if it pleasent or do you want help? Are you experiencing an unknown pain? When you thought all your problems were insane, Did you ever come to think someone else was hurting? Ever try looking in their eye's of understanding? How is it standing in the cold holding a sign? Before you were sitting in a warm home, To fight to get a mere slice of bread to eat, When you had a homemade plate but to picky to eat? Fight tears back wishing the voices would go away, Instead you cry because you didnt get your way, Life isnt the same for everyone, Have you ever sat down to comprehend someone else's life? You might realize how lucky you are in life, Never judge someone's life without understanding your own.
-;- Why Judge?-;-
Picture yourself walking while people staring and judging you, Why does people judge someone for how they look? To look like everyone’s expectations you’ll always loose, Though if the cover doesn’t look appealing would you not read that book? The inside can be completely different than what you assume from the outside, Did you ever think that person has feelings as much as you do? Why can’t people just for once swallow their pride? Do you like people judging you the way that you do? Some people can’t afford brand name clothes to wear, People who wear black and look different might use it to express how they feel, Though people think they are something else and just stare, If my pants sagged will you think that I go out and steal? What if holes were in my clothes would you automatically think I’m dirty? Some people aren’t fortunate to have money but should we judge them? You could easily be in the same situation striving for money, Lot of judging goes on about weight especially for woman, Why judge for we all have emotions because we’re all human, No matter what kind of clothes we wear or size we are; we are equal, For judging someone what do you win? Except for someone who might have a kind and loving soul, Judging people gets you nowhere fast, Everyone is unique in his or her own way, You could have had a friendship wonderfully to last, Instead your pride and to busy judging others were in your way.
-;-One Voice-;-
-;-By: Jessica Mickel-;-
Life can be strange at times, So many crimes, Especially done towards the youth, And so many other people too, Some just wanting to belong, Decisions come out to be wrong, Others could care less what others think, Also sometimes don’t care what path their lives take, No matter who they are; their souls are in a search, From poor to rich they hurt inside just as much, In the world there is many crimes unlooked, Lives that just couldn’t be fixed, Wrong doings to the youth of today, Many of them have so much to say, But there’s no one willing to listen, To get you to listen they shouldn’t have to give a reason, They cry for help by their actions and fear, Why can’t we just be wise enough to open our ears to hear? Parents wonder why their teens have so many failures, But through their struggles it only makes them stronger, God put parents and elders on this earth to guide and teach lessons, Most forget that he also put them here to listen, The Youth Generation needs to be heard, We have a voice of importance that shouldn’t be ignored.
-;-Never Thought. -;-
Many times you've watched me hurt, You tried so many times to help, Blood stains left on my shirt, Even causing pain on myself didn't help.
You've watched the tears flow down my cheek before, You've seen me at my worst, Watched my heart be toyed with and tore, To spill out my feelings to you were my first.
I thought we begun something so beautiful, Came out in the end to be sour, You made my life seem meaningful, After your harsh words my life dimmed within the hour.
We hardly talked afterwards, Many things I prayed I could have changed, I tried to take my life forewards, Many things you said the went deeply and scar'd.
Seeing you have probles hurt me inside, I did my best to help you as you did me, Wish I could have seen this torturment before time, All you did was toyed with me.
Talking to me like you missed us together, Remarks you said that made me feel beautiful bliss, I never knew I would have this to suffer. You of all people I thought would never make me feel like this.
How could you toy with my mind? Make me graps onto false hopes that weren't there? When you knew in time, You just added another scar to heal and tare.
-;-The Rose-;-
-;-By: Jess Mickel-;-
A rose that was slowly wilting away, Pedals that fluttered to the floor, The radiant ray slowly went astray, Anguish that penetrated to the core. Deprived from water to live, Slowly becoming nothing, Nothing left to give, The beautiful fragrance that once was pulsating, When the last thorn wilt, Suddenly something began to flourish, Things unknown begun to shift, Slowly the rose is nourish, The hand of a lover, A single red rose, Love to fully savor, By love it rose, Touched by this daily, Thorns become vibrant, You made me lovely, Ray can’t be silent, Without you I’m nothing, With you I’m everything, Depart from you I’m crying, With you I’m shining, I am the rose, You are the lover, You are my water, You are my life.
-;-Eyes to the Soul-;-
Life isnt all that meets the eyes, Life is never what people instend for it to be, Everyones see's what you show them, what would happen if they looked at your soul? Explored your thoughts and memories? Would it be pleasent? Or would it be horrifing?
If you could live my life for a day. Would you like what happened? Life is not always a good thing. Life isnt always joyous.
What if people treated you like shit? Would you even notice? Or would it be a normal enounter?
Hiding from your her so you wont have to go to sleep with streams of blood flowing down your face.
How about not being able to even go to school and not be able to feel secure and safe for a guy will come and beat the living shit out of you?
Is your life that bad? Would you like to switch lives wuth someone that you dont know how they live and see for yourself?
You never know you might have it better off. Or you might have it worse.
Life is never what meets the eye. Hiding emotions so they wont slow down my cheek and show what I really feel. Never judge how someones life is for you dont know whats behind the eyeto the soul.

-;-Written by: Jessica 1-05-03-;-
-;- Hostility-;-
-;-By: Jess Mickel-;-
Life’s purpose to stay alive dims, Wanting to gash open my limbs, Growing, my loathe for happiness becomes, Emotions becomes cold and numb, Hostility for people intensify greatly, Keep knives hidden places discreetly, Losing control of myself altogether, In the end I won’t be the one to suffer, The ones who brought upon the pain, sown,The ones who made me this way, Will receive what they deserve, They’ve sliced through the last nerve, To just walk up and gash open their throat, Now I will be the one to gloat, Gasping for breath while crawling on the dirt, Watching the fools with a smirk, To repay them of the scars they’ve sown, Make sure my hatred for them known, Hear the scream of horror from the next victims, Now they know what will soon be their symptoms, Block her into a dark corner, The yelp of a scream of horror, Couldn’t help but smile, Now they know that I’m vile, Run the blade across her cheek slowly, Hear the whimper of her voice lowly, Penetrate the tip of the knife in her throat, Watch the fear in her eyes grow, Twisting the knife watching the blood dribble down her décolletage, Now she won’t be able to speak the lies she once said, Let her legs give out and see her collapse, On my leg she tried to grasp, Crouch down; look at her and kiss her forehead, A tear flowed down her cheek then she was dead, Won't regret the bloodshed I've done, They knew they had it to come, Now the others will see me, The way I was ment to be, Feared and hatred inside, Even though they'll never know what's in my mind, In the end it's for the best, If they did; they would probably rather take a bullet in the chest.
-;-12-21-03-;-