Easy to call a man a hoe
And easy to call a woman a slut
Just for refusing to adhere to
Societal norms that requires
Someone to put out after a dinner
And a half-assed B-rate movie.
We are shamed from being strong
And confident, for refusing to lower
Our standards to the level of lust.
Never bow and never fall to pressure
Lest you wish to become weak just
Like the people surrounding you.
My essence shines in the day,
A harsh and desperate gray
Longing to see more and feel
More, to feel human and real.
So gray and bland,
I feel like another particle
In the infinite sand
Of the plain carnival.
I look and around to see
The unfortunate and gray sea,
Wondering if my aura can change
To become and stay something strange.
In a world of gray sadness
Full of desperate and lonely souls,
I want to escape the madness
And the insanity of the black hole
Of this unfortunate society,
For all I want to see is color,
And not the society of gray anxiety
Because for once, I want to wonder.
I looked in the mirror
To look at my outfit
For the night.
Instead, I saw the demon
That lives inside and
I suddenly did not want to live.
In the darkness I walk,
Afraid of what is around
The corner and afraid
Of what I might encounter.
Eyes, bright red eyes have found me,
Staring straight into me and pierce
My soul. In this darkness,
I was right to fear the black mirror.
So many precious gems,
Yet I shed a tear for I
Cannot find my diamond.
It wasn’t until the cold
That warmth was experienced.
Unwanted and not cherished,
I do not regret having perished
At your hands, cruel society.
It was never about love,
Not with you,
It was just for the attention.
The death of me
Was the birth of you.
You helped me breath,
But when you left,
I died of no hope.
I lost my sanity
But when I was freed of you,
My mind was finally clear.
The blackbird sang of love,
Calling and listening for a reply,
But white-birds reject the black
For dark feathers hold no value.
Our society has become fixated with technology. Because of this, we humans have become shallow.
Forever distant from each other
Despite your proximity to another
Human being, our culture fixates
On being together, yet interaction
Is not encouraged.
The more common this becomes,
The hollower our society grows
And shallows for in us all.
Friends walk side by side,
Talking not to each other,
But to their phones instead.
This will gradually become habit
And an electronic greeting
Will be the norm for all.
When this occurs, when the day arrives
Society will be at a new hollow.