The Game of Gratitude

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The Game of Gratitude
If Eve's apple was anything like you, I can understand how she took a bite. What I can't understand is how she realized when to stop feeding off of the feeling.
ShaniseThe1st
Questioning Hope
What is hope Really What does it mean? Is it a whisper, Is it a dream Is it a goal, Not quite set Or a distant need Need yet met? What is hope Really What does it mean Is it that unfulfilled wish Or the prayer that you mean What is hope Really To me or to you What is its importance What does it do? Does living without it Mean that I’ll die Without ever daring To look life in the eye?
Instead
Trigger Warning: Survivor Poetry
I stand before you; trembling I wonder who you see When you stand before me judging Have you ever seen the “REAL” me? I am a hidden character artist; My canvas is always breathing; An ever-malleable silhouette. An animated illustration Embryonic and invisible; Protectively I stand Shielding my purely loving self From every woman, and every man The person whom you really seek Can not come out today She’s hidden deep within a sheathe And, protected, she will stay
She’s an independent consciousness Stout-hearted, curious, and playful And even on the most bitter day, She can truly be quite colorful She yearns to be SAFELY free, This sentient being in a frame, Her mind is still her very own My girl, without a proper name I wonder why you think you know her, Has she spoken nicely, once, to you? Are you even sure you know her face This girl, you say you knew Do you know, it’s those like you Who’ve abandoned her the most Each and every time you chose To hide your eyes in shame Or to gossip over toast?
I change her ‘media’ frequently, From her eyes to her colored hair I may even let her gain some weight Anything — to let her disappear At night I lay and speculate The chance you may come near How close are you to discovering The girl who hides in fear? A devious new distraction Is meant to direct and titillate Your attention and your scrutiny Did you see the new portrait? How easy it is, for me to change The direction you are going Especially when you only believe The package is worth knowing!
“Magazine” face screwed tightly on Gravely I wait… ALONE Eventually, he’ll roll through my door Arriving to claim his own A “Real-Man’s” wife, to be sure! A statue, HE believes is worth “parading” Inside is a spirit who’s broken now A heart, who wishes to stop beating She’s trapped in a world consumed by hate, Jealousy, and honest danger Hurtful words; unpredictable attacks Leave her pondering, from the corner What has she done to deserve such rage She really doesn’t understand. What has she done, Sir, to earn this fate Why ‘MUST’ you raise your hand?
Inside this soul, cowers a little girl A spoiled child; a wistful teenager But also, there’s a woman; Sir, Beaten; and isolated She’s screaming out; she’s crying, Sir Can’t you finally try to see her? She peers behind broken eyes A human being who is dying She leaves her hope behind her One angry red droplet at a time But as she disappears inside A little prayer she is reciting: She prays somewhere, someday, instead, Someone, eventually may find, The person who she “might” have been If the world REALLY had “been kind”
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