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SC Oct 2015
I'm afraid of snakes
spiders.
Lies that lead to:
People who smile to
hide vicious deceit.
Pretenders and fakes
disguising bigotry
and hatred...
I fear the
small minds refusing
the light of a new day.
Unwilling to accept
others
who truly are
unique and beautiful.
  Oct 2015 SC
yass min
what's wrong with you ?
they ask me all  the time.
i'm wrong  with me ,
i'm too much to live with .
SC Oct 2015
The hurt,
       The physical pain
             piercing my body-
Like a red-hot dagger through the heart.
That used to accompany
the very mention of your name
    has faded
       dissipated
It is lost in the sea of nothingness.
   That hopeless place
       where I foolishly
          clung to the belief
you possess the capacity
     to care for anyone
           outside of yourself.
SC Oct 2015
Those with advice to give
have the luxury of
visiting the looking glass.
They can fall down the rabbit hole
8 hours a day....
Often perplexed
by the weird and the strange
the marginalized people
who make wonderland
their home.
Those - through no fault of their own
forced to live
on the fringe of society,
with the harshness of:
poverty - homelessness
discrimination of
gender
race
age
****** orientation...
What appears to the main stream
as wonderland,
A life the blind call a choice
is the cruel and heartless world
many call home.
Where the path of least resistance
offers options like
drug dealer
gang banger
prostitution
****
death...
Drugs and weapons are easy
education is a pipe dream
hunger and thirst
a constant companion.
To us
this is the norm.
And if
by the grace of God
(or whatever you consider holy)
one manages to escape
the quagmire...
to live- no matter how briefly
in Alice's side,
One can fully learn to
appreciate the meaning of
Ignorance is bliss...
Remember!
The Hatter doesn't know he's mad-
that's a label
you've imposed
and only has meaning
on your side
of the looking glass...
SC Oct 2015
The void
between
half-past heartbreak
and
a quarter to recovery
feels
endless...
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