7. Justice InsanityJustice InsanityI'm Not Insane"Is This Life?"Everyday, it's the same old thing -Parents call to make sure I'm okayTo know that I'm not in the asylumNever do they plan to see me at allThey want to avoid the sonThey're too afraid to admit they thinkHas problems that mean I'm insane~Is this how life is?Families wishing to stay separated,Afraid that they are disease to each other -That their sight amongst othersMay cause a ripple tide of insanityTo boil through us allIs this how life is supposed to be?Fear that their definition of normal,Doesn't actually exist?There is no normal,There is no cure!Shocking the truth out of our bodies,Digging ice picks through our brainIn hopes we'll fall under their spellOf the illusion that is humanity?And what is humanity,But these beings that call themselvesHumans who do what's good in life?In what life is making new peopleBy such horrid meansCalled "doing the right thing"?Is this how life is supposed t
To Those Who Say,To those who sayThat poetryIs a temporary thingFor teensTo express their feelings,Thank you -I'll be sure to rememberHow youngI must truly be whenI'm lyingOn my death bed fromOld age,Writing my very lastMasterpiece.
DeservingTake my hand,And I promise;If only one of us,Makes it through -It'll be you.
Truth in a Firefly's GlowFireflies, glimmering like the moon above -Dancing around a child’s outstretched handAs they try to capture pieces of the magical nightNatural lights creating an evening of shine,Trapped in jars to save their glorious lightCaptured now, before temporary ends -For beauty isn’t an object that lasts foreverThe little darlings’ light holding precious dreams,Keeping them safe from the delicate dangersThat create the dark surrounding their bedsidesDependable shines of light to ward off the fears,Exhaustion overwhelms the little ones whilstThe bugs’ lights begin to weaken as they driftUnder their own magical spell of slumberAs darkness overcomes the shining lights,It turns to peace in a world of make believeWhere fireflies rule; from the night to dayAn open place for our fireflies of light,Dancing about as they grant us the wishTo live forever in these very moments,And to never grow out of their glow