Sierra Staten Poems

I can look into your eyes and try to find honesty
But honesty is something I'm not sure I can define.
Honesty is the truth.
We hide so many things from one another
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I'm apologizing early,
Because I already know
I will be forever missed
But it's my time to go
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Born into a world of hate,
Love forbidden, hidden fate.
Born into a world so cold,
Tattered, torn-
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Today my world forgot its depressing fog.
Today I was allowed to see the sun, the sun I've missed for so long.
Not the same sun, a new one.
A sun that's shines brighter.
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My house is rotten at the foundation.
At any time it can fall, and soon, it will fall.
Many braces have been put up, and many people have been evicted from my house.
I have become a pariah in this house of mine, the house that was once filled with many loving people;
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I see it now,
The difference between her and I.
She is the kind one.
The one who Is socially acceptable.
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Some believe me to be shy, however I am not.
I am private.
I enjoy my privacy and if you invade it
there will be punishment.
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I look forward to death -It's the only thing that keeps me alive.
It's the only thing that keeps me sane in a world filled with insanity.
Knowing that someday these voices of terror will not fill my mind any longer.
Knowing that someday I will be in a place that nobody can disturb me,
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Even when you try to talk about yourself,
There's certain bits and pieces kept hidden for all eternity.
You know that if you release the information it will allow you to become sane again, yet, you hold it inside.
You're screaming on the inside, mentally pleading for somebody to listen,
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Love is a blessing and a curse.
It can heal the wounds but it also creates them.
Love tears you apart but sometimes its what you need to stay together
I think I want to give up love but you show me another reason why I shouldn't
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