Angela's Influence

i blow brains; cobain

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can’t save him
his soul has been on fire
you are proof
that not all things burned
into ashes
how you rise
is proof
that gravity is a myth

born unafraid
you fall for boys
full of fear

you are
the shadow
of doubt

the one no one expected to fly

there is a angel
on your shoulder
and she’s been telling you all the secrets
to life
and love

she kept you from drowning
reminded you of your wings
told you
you were magic
made you a phoenix
and promised you

you have nothing
to wait for

you can’t save him

your scars are proof that
your journey wasn’t easy
and, at some point
something tried to hurt you

don’t make this easy for him
you can’t save
what isn’t fighting to live
in the first place

Filed under poem poetry prose drunk

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3.20.2014 (unedited)

your voice
was a sultry weeping
on wax

feels like the only time
anyone ever listened

I know what it’s like
to feel like no one takes your pain seriously
because you’re always smiling

as though we hadn’t learned
how to hide pain
in plain sight

Like bruises
don’t take time to appear
like hurt
can’t come from someone you love

had you called out for help?
did they know you were coming
when you sang
did they understand
how that was you waving your flag

these boys ain’t learned

these tears
still cry for all the wrong reasons

being strong feels overrated
feels irresponsible
feels foreign

we fold
because the creases feel familiar

there are days dedicated to your name
nothing official
just a few hours of singing
and dancing in the mirrors

trying to cat-eye
these eyelids
to the tune of this memorial song

Amy Jade
still a bird
still reborn
still magic

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This is not why you cry.
there are bigger reasons to break
but this is not one of them

you are bigger than your burdens.

This is not why you get quiet

there is a laugh in your backbone
stand straight
and tall
let the world hear the joy
in your presence

promise yourself that this will not break you

you are strong
and have survived worse

so this is not your chance to cry
you are not allowed to let this be the minute you cry
there is no sense in shedding tears
for things you do not have

this is not a chance to worry about things you do not have

things you do not have does not mean
you do not have things
you have
you are
you possess

the light in you is brighter than this cloud
you are trying to carry with you everywhere

let it go

let it all go

let it all hang out

you were a miracle when you survived that burning building you called college
so who is to say you can’t make it out of this

who told you you couldn’t survive this fight?

who told you this was a fight?

this is not hardly a thing to cry about
this is life
and life is only hard
if you constantly believe it to be
life is easy

overcoming this?

wiping your face?

laughing again?


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I’m staring at the back of your head
wondering how you could sit in front of that TV all day
playing these grueling video games
of fight
and death

the screaming and

where did you find your patience?

then I looked at your boots
and remembered where you were
before you loved me

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My family didn’t take a lot of pictures together
which is my oddball way of admitting that my family
could never sit still long enough to have our happiness be photographed
or maybe we were never happy together long enough
or maybe we were never happy

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every time you
tell your daughter
you yell at her
out of love
you teach her to confuse
anger with kindness
which seems like a good idea
till she grows up to
trust men who hurt her
cause they look so much
like you.
to fathers with daughtersrupi kaur (via cavum)

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