NightOwlWriter

[weepingwillowhug]

Hope

You’re sitting at your window waiting for something

Waiting for you?

You sit and wonder if this all that life will ever be

 If not then who?

Don’t eat or drink but sit and watch

Don’t move an inch

Hungry and thirsty but know you can’t move

Can’t even flinch

Not knowing how but the wait is almost up

Look out the window

All you see is a small blue bird on a tree

Your faces starts to glow

The bird sings and your heart soars

Smile it’s time

You don’t understand why for it’s just a bird

Look at the mountain and start to climb

You sit watching for hours on end

Inside you feel alive

Laugh as it twirls and does tricks for you in the sky

In your head you strive

Just as you get used having him around he’s gone

Bye bye

You don’t know what to do, but you remember this has happened before

He looked you in the eye

He comes back once a month, but never stays long

Comes and goes

You live for the days you get to see your little blue bird

Learn that’s just how the wind blows

[luckylluminati]

“Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won’t tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment you betray them, reject them or devalue them, they become the worse type of person. Unfortunately, they end up hurting themselves in the long run. They don’t want to hurt other people. It is against their very nature. They want to make amends and undo the wrong they did. Their life is a wave of highs and lows. They live with guilt and constant pain over unresolved situations and misunderstandings. They are tortured souls that are not able to live with hatred or being hated. This type of person needs the most love anyone can give them because their soul has been constantly bruised by others. However, despite the tragedy of what they have to go through in life, they remain the most compassionate people worth knowing, and the ones that often become activists for the broken hearted, forgotten and the misunderstood. They are angels with broken wings that only fly when loved.”

— Shannon L. Alder

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Saw this today and it really spoke to me and I wanted to share it.

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Written in the Times

From the beginning of America, race has been erased

Started with slavery and continued in war

The war that started it all is far from being over

It didn’t end the problem, but gave freedom a taste

People living oppressed are looking for places to soar

They’ll do it whether or not society supports

“I have a dream…” and that dream was to be free

But dreams are different from reality

You gotta fight for it.

Over a century later and look how little we’ve grown

Not much better off then we were with Jim Crow

The name of the game is changed but it’s still the same game

Racial injustice and derogatory names

What we got now is sophisticated hate

Crafted from the years we let bigotry go unscathed

We see it in the justice system, in people unjustly accused 

And people all around the world are treated like raggedy shoes

We’ve gotta stop this abomination

It’s up to us, the new generation 

To speak out against racism and change the world

This cruelty has gone on too long

I’m not one to say I know all the world's problems

We can’t fix everything yet 

But we all see this one it’s hard to miss

It’s ingrained in our history, or did you forget?

It’s not time to be the next MLK

It’s time to be the next you and me, and lend a hand

It’s time to open our eyes and fight for our dream

So united at last we can take a stand

We’re done standing by as the world falls apart.

We may just be kids, but let us do our part.

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My happy place