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As days go by we wear a mask hiding from a deadly pandemic. One has said, " all will wait all should heal".
Yes, we all have lost friends... family... others around us.
We have the chance to make this 2020 right. Vote for who you want. Vote not just for others vote for yourself.
We need to end this war. We as people should have the freedom to make what is wrong right again. all will wait all will see what comes next for this is 2020.

"If life were predictable it would cease to be life, and be without flavor." -Eleanor Roosevelt

"if you set your goals ridiculously high and it's a failure, you will fail above everyone else's success." -James Cameron

"Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier." -Mother Teresa

"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light." -Aristotle

"Whoever is happy will make others happy too." -Anne Frank

"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all." -Helen Keller

"you have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose." -Dr. Seuss

"deep blue eyes flow in the fall leaves. His hand in mine all so gently. A songbird lay in the nest up above all. Small animals play by the stream as the wolfs drank the cold flowing waters. Sall the fish move fast avoiding all who dare to keep the paws of death with teeth so sharp. It shall be the earth that waits for dusk on the ground's dirt for it seemed so peaceful among all that creep. Will A songbird sing for the hatched who have not seen the world so uncontained. Will leaves flow when a cold wind blows under the river deep below. Sall animals become together as if no war could be riped out from under".

Thank you all I hope you enjoyed this story. Let me know what you think.

This tree stands wilted fears show within the falling leaves.
Walk past this lonely tree.
Forgot how to hold a hand.
Gave in. Let the air fill my weak lungs.
Parked my bike along the bridge.
Took off my helmet. Walked slow. Took my time.
Made her cry. Made her look at me with hurt.
Made her leave me. My mom said to take time with love it can break too easily. I told my mom I could have listened. I should have never let the one I loved I- I god I can't breathe.
I sit under the tree I pasted by too many times.
Her hair still feels as if the wind is blowing me away.
Her voice... her beautiful soft voice... reminds me of the winter snow.. how I left with a melted heart.
Why... just give me a chance to make this ok.
Maybe just maybe... This tree stands with leaves waiting to be loved. I run to my Bike I close my eyes. I knock on the door.. hoping she answer. She opened the door arms crossed waiting for an explanation. I say to her..." I am nothing without you I am trying to find the right words to say... I can't lose you. I never should have let you go". She opens her arms with both of us crying holding each so close.

today I ran for my life. I grabbed hold of my anger my normal retired life was settled in the countryside. I had a place to go when I was young. I remember resting in a small hut by the brook just myself looking at the dim sunlight. The wind grew weak peace among a parlor spread in the wind. As a child playing in my magic tree house throwing rocks in the ponds yelling at my stuffed animals. I sit on the deck to watch the ducks fish. Oh, how I love it here all alone loving every minute. I guess my anger was just the power of running away from it all. Maybe it is true for a little girl to dream of such a nature.

Thank you I hope this story is better. Thank you to DEPIN!!! Forgiving me a great story.

We cannot all be artists and I must admit I do not know how to paint but if I were to take a palette all my colors would be for you. A beautiful morning would be painted of a canvas with waves of deep blue. Blood red colors in the sky’s are so much more than a shadow in the dark. The best feeling in the world is to see you crying over how beautiful it would be if I was this good. You tell me you’re a beautiful person who has always been a canvas that’s been painted of so many times a magical masterpiece.

Love isn’t always
About falling in love with a person.
Love is passing your final exams.
Love is watching the sun come up between the clouds.
Love is finding the light when you were in the dark.
Love is when you’re favorite tv show returns.
Love is when you’re dog/cat tilts it’s head with confusion.
Love is a free ice cream voucher left on your car windshield.
Love is leaves falling in the fall.
Love is learning the constellations.
Love is solving a ridiculous math problem.
Love is the changing Starbucks menu for the seasons.
Love is watching a child play in the sandbox.
Love is warm clothes when they come out of the dryer. When you say you’ve given up on love, all you’re really saying is that you’ve closed your eyes. Open them.

I hope you know you are loved. I hope things get simpler for you, peaceful. Spend your days with easy breaths and soft words. You deserve light through your windowsill. I hope it comes your way soon. One day my therapist asked, “ how do you prepare for the day?”. And I replied, “ I count my lies, find my mask , and pretend it isn’t easier to fly away”. Sometimes it’s harder to face punishment than taking care of the problem as if it wasn’t your fault. I hope that this fight stops soon I hope I can just sleep for once. Maybe I’ll just hope to die ....... it’s what everyone wants...... my opinion didn’t matter to my friends or family about who hopes more than praying to god. We looked at the things that inspired us but soon it was all gone in the moment. Sounds like pills and overdose cake through that day I left. I drank. I sat alone. I was antisocial. I listened to those who had tormented me. I can’t forget what I did but now my mistake has made everything still. I just hope they understand don’t let the people around you kill you like myself sometimes. Now I am not saying go kill yourselves... life is too short to not be noticed for what being god made you. Be happy that you live when others have lost there lives.

as he spoke, upon his right hand i turned, to see him drink. courage of despair... i Thought it was unanimously displeasing. A man who died of overcoming his fear had fallen down a mountain
of snow. agh! I would rather drink than eat, or sleep for nights are too long without any reason to smile, or shine,. I drink from my deepest regret for crime committed, of such little time. Ahead a thousand miles away, my enemy, shrugged their shoulders. thus alone with only a dollar bill. Through all his flesh; burn with deathless eyes. partners We ought to be treated like flowers
with such a daunting pain. Alcohol addiction.... the man who had lost so much more grateful, unpredictable beauty in life. Bottles lay upon the hard ground as he sleeps upon a painted wall. I a poet who knows how near death is. Keep looking for more than several bottles that every drink kills inside.

Rain ... drops... fear... love.
Sorrow sits awaiting the night.
Leaves under our feet.
The wind blows among the lands.
Sound fills the empty air.
Movement among the deep blue sea.
The feel of sand, snow, sun.
A man said, " let the light be kind, let the light lead you".
My thoughts rise above this man's power.
We all need love.
We all need to be cared for.
We all need the earth to live.
This year 2021 will be a change for many.
We thank those who lost lives.
Those who lost life gave us more reason to let voices speak out. This is what I call in the dusk we grow... in love we improve.

May I just slip off this page as if it's over?
May I take this chance to make it ok?.
Can I say my story was wiped away?
As I hold on to this state of numbness.
I wanna be higher now. I just want to be high.
I want to overdose.
I need to get over it.
Lay with my thoughts.
A great memory fades.
Music letting my feet feel free.
As you saw me... as if you didn't.
Bet on love. the made-up world just for me.
Made up a story with only my void to fill.
As you lay looking down on me.
As I fall into a dream.

Thank you. I appreciate your input. Matt_Aranha. I will be as safe as I can. As should you.

What are most stories about when you wright poetry?. why is poetry so relatable.? how can poets wright with such passion?. Is it the sky above that rained down on the soft cheeks of one little child?. Why question the earth when you have the power to control its path of death. Do people trust their words will be heard or be kept apart?. Maybe not all stories have been told. How will one prove the truth when all is lost?. You may not read my words or understand how a story had been told long ago. Tell me your story of how a human so great within themself lost their way in a storm. Time has become too fast earth has spun so far from the sun yet we still stay spinning in the space soon to become a home for the unknown. Thank you all who love poetry I hope someday this inspires you to become more than lost. My name is Emms I am 18 years old I am a senior in high school. I write poetry every day when I get a chance too. You're never too young to speak your mind. I hope I learn more from you. I will post more soon thank you.

Why do we try so hard to fit in?.
How do we stop ourselves from harm?.
As a human, we get hurt too easily.
I have done bad things to my body.
I have vaped. I have drank. I have lied.
I have learned about the aftermath.
People tell you not to do this, yet we still do.
The question is why?
Just to feel good?. to fit in with others?.
How about NO.. is what we say to those who pressure our minds to do harm to our body.
We try to fix ourselves with more.
A true addiction.
I have learned with my parents this kind of drugs, vapes, alcohol, and lies. Why not say NO instead of trying to get attention. Make you feel good. Do not feel bad that you said the wrong words because that's what makes you strong and more likely to be a friend. So ask yourself how about NO.

Well.. Chewie and Matt_Aranha. Thank you. Yes, it's almost hard to take advice but that's only if your willing to use the advice in your own way. As for you Chewie... it is important to improve and defend a position. Change takes lots of time love this quote.

@jenvi thank you I wrote it myself took a bit but I got it done.

Never change who you are.
Love who you want.
You don't have to hurt.
Look in the reflection.
Who do you see?.
What do you feel?.
You are only afraid to show yourself.
You look at yourself saying you're done.
You try to end it all.
You through stuff all over hitting the walls.
You yell. You plead. You choke.
what do you live for? should you be more than this struggle killing you? Till you see a monster looking at you.
All will heal. with a lil time... You will be proud of how far you have made it.

Fath lost its way in space. Humans have made it clear that Earth has lost too much. We as humans take our life day by day without disappearing into a social conflict. Should we take death so easy when life has mistakes?. Telling everyone my past story when I lost my family a true story I want to find answers too. Was it a mistake that a car crash could have killed him?. I will rather be living for those who didn't have the chance. I still to this day wright dark past life real-time tragic horror stories. I am not gone yet I am living my dream being myself once more.

Thank you, everyone. I am glad you have enjoyed my past life story so far.

"Went outdrove the gas tank with music blasting at the gas stations we would pass by. I miss home I wish we stayed together. I get my lips talk to much. I want to stay up all night.
Even if things went wrong. Drinking too much. Sleeping it off. Friends call up asking if things are ok.
It's so like me to drink the bottle than through it away.
No sleep just driving till the gas runs low.
Wish we could do it all over. Dance with your hands wrapped around my waist. Staying up too late was never going to change with you.

@Hyde not all of it just part of it.