Opinion

Today I've walked around school in a haze

I don't know what to do 

How to feel 

I don't understand

How he won again

I don't think I want to understand

Red:

The color of blood

The color of the hearts that are going to be ripped out

ripped out and thrown aside.

Red,

the color this country became

as of... yesterday?

White:

Some people vote, but never think,  
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.  
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,  
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd.  

Results

In a country that was once blue

It is now red

It is now scary

Results

Flood in

From different states

Battleground states

Is there blood there?

Results

Determine our country

Freedom is to have the right to

Speak, 

And to Think

But

What happened to that freedom?

Where did it go? Did we lose it, or did we never actually have it?

They tell us we can think what we want

I write too much of things that aren't real. The imagined fear and pain of living a life I haven't got.

This life I have, this life is real, and I am on the precipice of demise. 

TW : MENTION OF ABUSE (PHYSICAL, MENTAL, SEXUAL) AND SLIGHT MENTION OF MURDER!

No. 

I refuse to be afraid.

We are so caught in the coming climb

We forget to turn and see the cliffs we've scaled.

I am living in a country where a woman is bracing for a climb to greater heights

The people and our contrary...

This is just what I think...

Why do we blame everyone else?

Why can't we own our own mistakes?

No one can tell you what to do

I feel scared whenever I think about the election.

Because of what is at stake.

Because really it’s everything that’s at stake right now.

Freedom.

Justice.

No one can predict 

Our country's future  

Various people watching and waiting  

Eager and scared for the outcome 

When I write I don't really know what I'm doing or what I'm writing about. I get stuck, I want to write but don't know what to do or I try to write then totally go off topic.