Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
Brother my chains are heavy Sister, give them to me Advertisements
He said he hated himself Then he realized The self he hates And the self doing the hating Are separate entities So he killed what he hated Whilst living … Inspired by Eckhart Tolle
Tomorrow comes Disguised as Today And so I never know when to start What I promised Tomorrow
The story did not have a beginning For it was always a continuation Of another’s end
The rumbling of the house Soon after the explosion I turn the radio up And push it closer to her head She needs it more than I do But as the radio dies I can hear their cries And I wonder What did a 13 year old do To deserve this?
Our dreams were so big They thought us fools Our path was so new For their old tools Yet we pave a foot after another And we create new dreams for others To follow For they think their dreams are too big to come true
They said he was a victim Of strangers and a system Of things no one could control But he chose to be an inspiration Used his challenge as motivation And proved it to them all Now he guides the people Teaching them of what they’re able Expanding boxes and making them few This hero is…