mixed emotions - Sierra Farmer (read dune TXT) 📗

Fear

 

What is fear?

For I feel I have none

Is fear curable?

I face fear itself

Fear looks me in the eye

Can fear talk to you

Can fear be a person?

What is fear?

For I feel I have none

Is fear what you kiss goodnight?

Is fear a person you like?

What is fear?

For I feel I have none

Fear is when your mind tells you run

When you look a murderer right in the eye

Fear is when death is near

Leaving your house

I have fears

But I look them in the eyes and say bye

Written by Sierra Farmer

Fear Of What Is Here

Choices we all make

Decisions we all take

Results always show

Do we fear of what is here

We make our future

Decisions make results

Do we fear of what is here

We make things possible

Do we want what we did

Choices are part of life

What choice we make is our decision to take

Reality strikes you should not fear of what is here

sierra farmer

Shouts

In and out

Everybody stares

Really what a glare

Really what a stare

A clap here and there

Far away from finding herself

Angels or devils carrying me through life

Restlessly dancing and prancing through the pain

My mommy says keep on going

Everybody stares as I make a move

Really what a glare they share

am i living in a maze

I walk around trying to find my way out

I see a door with a lock and i pout

why can’t i see my way out

why does my mind keep my in doubt

I see a key to a door

but its up way above me

i feel weak and useless

Will i ever find my way out

i lock myself in this imaginary maze

will i ever get stronger and taller

will i ever reach that key

it’s up to me

will i ever escape this hell i face

it’s lifes turn to take

will i be bound forever by the dreams i hate

it’s just time to wait

bio poem

Sierra

adventurous, strong, fun, loving

Daughter of the best mom ever

Who loved writing, acting, and being with family

Who feared losing others, feared that people would feel sad, and who feared that I would not be able to help people

Who is a published poet and who works hard to improve my writing

Who wants to be a known writer and to be able to show people my true writing talents

Born and raised in Brooklyn

Farmer

bitch

Beautiful

Intelligent

To cool

Caring

Honest

Can I Escape The Ropes

i am bound by the ropes

they hold me still

then i look down there is nothing there

but i try to move but i’m stuck

what's wrong with me why is this happening

i am struggling to escape

why can’t i move

why do i feel like i am disappearing

i am here but why am i tied down

then sleep bounds me for my dreams make me hurt more

why am i being tortured what did i do

can i escape its hard

i’m trying but it is always here

these ropes won’t go i’m caged in

all the things i thought i was is leaving

my spirit is leaving

all i can feel is these ropes getting stronger

i am getting weaker how long can i take this

why can’t i break out of this shell

where is my strength

i’m searching trying to find my will

where am i

i am gone and searching for myself  

Depressed

Done

Expressed

Pain

Repressed

Extremely annoyed with life

Stressed

Said fine too many times

Expressed pain

Depressed

I Face The World

My world fades

I look up and I see darkness

I follow a path scared to death

Clouds of pain surround me

My head feeling weird

I fall down to realize

That I am no longer dreaming

The game is over the darkness fades

I still feel hazy

I’m lost in reality

I’m scared of what comes next

I slip in out of darkness

I just wish time will lay still

There’s confusion two paths to take

Which path should I take left right up or down

The paths are laid before me

I make a turn left to find the grave to all my hate

Then I turn right to find the graves of all my spite

I turn upwards to see the world before me

But when I go down I fall and feel fire flashing over me

Then I understand my fate

I know what is needed

Reality caught up to me I was panting

These paths taunted me but finally i know

It was so easy so simple

It was me.

Life Is A Puzzle

Life is a puzzle

With its curved pieces

Life is a puzzle

You decide what it looks like

Life is a puzzle

with its turns of fate

Life is a puzzle  

you create the picture

Life is your puzzle

You find the pieces and where to place them

Life is your puzzle

you just have to find the pieces

Life is my puzzle  

I take piece by piece to make my picture

You should do the same  

Love Is A Question