THOUGHTLESS │✔️

like.

The cacophony of hate haunts me

As fireworks of laughter lash like whips

And echoes of my shame

trap me in a corner.

I yearn for the warmth of a blanket

Embroidered with the letters that spell surrender

It pleads for company

Promising solitude and space

While there's comfort in knowing we're alone

Together.

And once again I find myself below the cliff's edge

Dangling like a doll:

Plastic peels off my shell of a skin

Posture stiff and starched by vain

The last notes of a nursery rhyme

Dribbling down my lips.

And all they see

is a broken soul

deserving to be their slave.

We are like little plumes of fire

floating about

living our lives

spreading our light to others.

But there will always be a chilling breath

--for this world is far from perfect--

seeking to snuff out our light

simply for our flaws

what makes us different

what makes us unique.

But these curves

these odd shapes of flame

these wonderful colors

are not mistakes.

These are not to be looked down on

or shamed

or mocked.

They are what makes us

shine from the rest.

But fireworks cannot shine without light

they cannot be bright

without pride.

To be proud to stand out

to embrace what makes you,

you

to be different

to be loud

to not simply survive

but live this miracle named life.

So shine not from polish but rawness, a diamond toughing the rough;

burn bright not from hate, but the love you wish to spread; and

let your heart lead towards the enchanted bridge

where you'll find true love in this world.

And in the slowing rain of crystalized tears

shed without a drop of shame

kiss yourself

at long last.

A bit more uplifting than I'm used to...This was my attempt for the 2018 bullying contest. I don't know, but I feel like it's so much easier to incorporate imagery with sadder things.