Where i'm from

I am from a picture perfect mess,
smiles as fake as a so-called private life.
I am from a tree of past and present addictions,
parents the nearest strand to sanity.
I am from shared secrets,
laughter and sorrow seeming to be the unbreakable chain.

I am from sarcasm,
born to be raised,
I am from sweet dirt streams,
Mud and water the same.
I am from thick blood,
bonds not meant to break.

I am from a stretched and worn tree,
where history tends to be repetitive,
I am from a town whose population seems to be discredited.
although, most decided to settle to be subtle with it.
I am from a family of past junkies, believers, dreamers, and outspoken speakers,
all living together as if You would leap to dream with Us.

Chiseling the world away

The light just flickered,
My heart missed a beat,

At any given moment, your knees go weak, the world as you know it,
Becoming frozen.
The lights go out,
Goals knocked down,
Gone in an instant, no moments notice.
Ending now, would seem to ironic.
Give it a moment,
It will happen when we all don't suppose it.
Lets light a candle together,
Watch the world explode.

The light just flickered,
My heart missed a beat,


But it came back on- All we needed was a candle, you and me.
Lets come together, All join hands, wait for this world we call ours hanging on a strand-
Wait for it to snap-
Don't be caught without a candle in hand.
After all it is us who chiseled the world away to this thin strand.
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