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1 " A writer tears open their soul for youWe lay bare our fears and woes for youWe pour our heart onto the page for youWe unleash our demons for youLetters like blood smear the page for youThe world's pain we absorb for youA delicate path of sanity walked for youOnly for you to -Crumple the page in disdainYou will not abdicate your reignIn the oblivion of life, you’ll remainAs I continue to write for you "
2 " This poem is very longSo long, in fact, that your attention spanMay be stretched to its very limitsBut that’s okayIt’s what’s so special about poetrySee, poetry takes timeWe live in a timeCall it our culture or societyIt doesn’t matter to me cause neither one rhymesA time where most people don’t want to listenOur throats wait like matchsticks waiting to catch fireWaiting until we can speakNo patience to listenBut this poem is longIt’s so long, in fact, that during the time of this poemYou could’ve done any number of other wonderful thingsYou could’ve called your fatherCall your fatherYou could be writing a postcard right nowWrite a postcardWhen was the last time you wrote a postcard?You could be outsideYou’re probably not too far away from a sunrise or a sunsetWatch the sun riseMaybe you could’ve written your own poemA better poemYou could have played a tune or sung a songYou could have met your neighborAnd memorized their nameMemorize the name of your neighborYou could’ve drawn a picture(Or, at least, colored one in)You could’ve started a bookOr finished a prayerYou could’ve talked to GodPrayWhen was the last time you prayed?Really prayed?This is a long poemSo long, in fact, that you’ve already spent a minute with itWhen was the last time you hugged a friend for a minute?Or told them that you love them?Tell your friends you love them…no, I mean it, tell themSay, I love youSay, you make life worth livingBecause that, is what friends doOf all of the wonderful things that you could’ve doneDuring this very, very long poemYou could have connectedMaybe you are connectingMaybe we’re connectingSee, I believe that the only things that really matterIn the grand scheme of life are God and peopleAnd if people are made in the image of GodThen when you spend your time with peopleIt’s never wastedAnd in this very long poemI’m trying to let a poem do what a poem does:Make things simplerWe don’t need poems to make things more complicatedWe have each other for thatWe need poems to remind ourselves of the things that really matterTo take timeA long timeTo be alive for the sake of someone else for a single momentOr for many momentsCause we need each otherTo hold the hands of a broken personAll you have to do is meet a personShake their handLook in their eyesThey are youWe are all broken togetherBut these shattered pieces of our existence don’t have to be a messWe just have to care enough to hold our tongues sometimesTo sit and listen to a very long poemA story of a lifeThe joy of a friend and the grief of friendTo hold and be heldAnd be quietSo, prayWrite a postcardCall your parents and forgive them and then thank themTurn off the TVCreate art as best as you canShare as much as possible, especially moneyTell someone about a very long poem you once heardAnd how afterward it brought you to them "
― Colleen Hoover , This Girl (Slammed, #3)
3 " We are the choice elected fewLet all the rest be damnedThere is room enough in hell for youWe won’t have heaven crammed! "
― Roland H. Bainton
4 " I am here to tell youWe are all of us just as mighty as planets—and you too,We'll let you in, we've got stalwart to spare—But you might have to sleep on the floor. "
― Catherynne M. Valente , The Bread We Eat in Dreams
5 " Do you think aboutEverything you've been throughYou never thought you'd be so depressedAre you wonderingIs it life or deathDo you think that there's no one like youWe areWe areWe areWe are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneWe are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneThe life I think aboutIs so much better than thisI never thought I'd be stuck in this messI'm sick of wonderingIs it life or deathI need to figure out who's behind youWe areWe areWe areWe are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneWe are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneThe life I think aboutIs so much better than thisI never thought I'd be stuck in this messI'm sick of wonderingIs it life or death?We are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneWe are the onesWe get knocked downWe get back up and stand above the crowdWe are oneWe stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowd (Crowd)(We stand) We stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowd (We Stand)We stand above the crowd(We are the ones) We stand above the crowd(We get knocked down get back up) We stand above the crowd(We are the ones) We stand above the crowd(We get knocked down get back up) We stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowdWe stand above the crowd "