mixed emotions by Sierra Farmer (reading fiction txt) 📖
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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 HereChoices 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 farmerShouts
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 mazeI 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 poemSierra
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
bitchBeautiful
Intelligent
To cool
Caring
Honest
Can I Escape The Ropesi 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
DepressedDone
Expressed
Pain
Repressed
Extremely annoyed with life
Stressed
Said fine too many times
Expressed pain
Depressed
I Face The WorldMy 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 PuzzleLife 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
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