queenlalaladaisy

Sitting here
next to me 
is a person 
so
far from free

Swallowing pride
the tears that refused to hide
are not their own
they are generations of tears
more people than we could have known

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THE MORNING SUN SHINES
THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE
NO RAIN
JUST SUNNY SKYS 
HIDING NO LIES
A BEAUTIFUL DAY FOR SURE

i wake to the beating sun 
torturing my eyes from the other 

And then I wake
and sun rumbles through the room 
like an earthquake 
rumbling into life
the morning sounds cutting through like a knife
a cup of coffee 
to wake me up
my cat's meow ringing in my ear

When the night comes
my senses disappear 
the sound of the crickets 
the rush of cars 
outside my window
slowly disappear into a lullaby 
softly dimming into nothing 
I blink my eyes into a close