Fight The Cold

Poetry... Written Thursday, November 10, 2011 at 11:07a.m.

Today, I don't want to go inside. 

I want to mingle in the leaves, the wind that blows the trees,

Feel my hair graze against my face,

Smell the sweetness that entices my taste.

Today, I don't want to go inside.

I want to stare at the blue sky.

Watch the mountains' colors etch the horizon.

I want to feel the sun's warmth as it blankets my brown skin.

Feel the happiness it ignites within.

Today, I don't want to go inside.

Inside is where my thoughts are surpressed.

Where I have to focus on, "what's next?" 

Inside is where the darkness is.

Where my love and joy have to be dismissed.

Today, I don't want to go inside.

So, I'll just close my eyes as I walk through the doors.

I'll remember the love that the outside gave me.

And as I sit in my inside seat,

I'll remember what it felt like to be outside...

...and free.

-R. 

DON'T BE TOO LATE 

I just read an article and watched a video in the Huffington Post that revealed that 10 year-old, Illinois CHILD killed herself after being bullied.


BULLIED. BULLIED.  BULLIED. 


This is absolutely unacceptable. To be so oblivious to the power that WORDS can have! To be completely immune to the word, bully. These simple words seem to be heard all too often, creating a sense of understanding that is flawed and inaccurate. 


When people think of a "bully" they often think of a kid who is taller and bigger than all the other kids, who goes around giving other kids wedgies and takes their lunch money. 


They don't think of the jealous, undisciplined child who is raging inside with jealousy and hate. Who preys on the happiness of others to build up their own self-worth. And who only sees the intimidation and not the growing depression and sadness that their victim becomes emerged in. They don't see. 


As a survivor of years of bullying, I know how hard it can be. I know that words are more than simply words. The tongue is a lethal weapon that goes underestimated. 


It can cause more pain than ever imagined. It can cloud the thoughts of the sane. Those thoughts, then, become crazed--enraged. 


Now, these thoughts of the victims are blazing with the fire of either retaliation or complete submission. Instead of fighting, they chose flight. They chose to release their soul in the night.


Along with child innocence comes ignorance. Ignorance of how to IGNORE. Ignorance of how to OVERCOME. Ignorance of the lives of OTHERS. 


This is unacceptable. A life should never be cut short at the hand of oneself. 


Never. 


Read the full article here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/11/14/ashlynn-conner-suicide-fa_n_1092521.html?ncid=edlinkusaolp00000003