How is it

Our society justifies

Lying to children

Inundating them with

Delusions of some

Amount of magic

Yet denies faith?

#kidsdeservetruth

#itsbeginningtolookalotlikebullshit

#bereftofbeliefasconsumerismsupercedes

#tistheseasontoshutthefuckup

Ever since I was born,

You've sacrificed

Given up parts of yourself

Just for me

You've spent late nights,

Cradling me until sleep took me away

Nursing me back to health

When I was sick with the flu

And needed a mother's touch to heal

On days I cried, you held me tight

For hours and hours,

Until the warm, rolling tears dried up

When kids at school wronged me,

You were there to comfort me

Even now, with mistakes made

And damage done

Everything you do,

Is with your children's best interest in mind

Still, years and years later,

When I'm big and grown,

Your love is there,

Ushering me on

I promise you, I'll love you till the end

There's not a man alive who can be a better friend

If you run a hundred miles, I'll be there right beside you

Not a single person can stop me, stuck to you like glue

If you swim across the ocean, I'll give it my best

Although to keep up, I may need a vest

If you get into a fight, I'll jump in front

I've always enjoyed the thrill of the hunt

If you ever fail, I'll be there to help you through it

I'd go as far as walking through a tar pit

If you are ever tired, I'll be there to protect

Anyone who comes in is about to get wrecked

If you ever go to jail, I swear I will support

I'll be there myself to fight the court

I hope you understand, just how much I love you

Even if you don't decide to share your beef stew

I, your dog, would fight for you always

That I promise you until the end of my days

Right up until my very last breath

I swear, the only thing that could hold me back, would be death

Missing you was like missing the wind — worse as the weather grew warmer, and memories of a Summer in love grew fonder.

Expected, as your thought would return to me no matter how long it had been since I last felt you.

Fleeting, as inconsistent as the rain and unpredictable as the storms.

Missing you was like missing the wind.

It's not exactly a name that I like but if I were to be born as Doctor, it would make life much easier. I won't need to slog through so many years of hardship in university just to obtain a piece of paper that certifies me as a qualified doctor. My parents don't have to spend a fortune on my tuition fees either.

With that name, I can become the Doctor that my parents wish for me to become. No stranger would question my background or status if they heard someone calling me "Doctor" or "Doc". Best of all, I can act smart with the limited amount of knowledge that I possess and people will still believe me all because I say I am Doctor.

i touch a body that is not mine.

i lie with it at night,

cup its soft parts in my hands,

apart from me.

i dress it. i let people kiss it,

want it, go inside it sometimes,

and treat pain

like an apology.

it is almost enough.

i remember you holding this body.

i was sitting awake

imagining the sunset —

how it is so much more

beautiful when it dies.

(is this true? i don't remember.)

are you looking at me,

face indistinct in the press of night;

i peer out over an edge of dark

which swallows at me,

reaching, terrifying.

and you leave for home again.

Pick a pen, with a little jotter

Read and learn, the worlds disorder

Off, to think, create, maneuver

Spread your ink, debate, whatever!

Edit and publish, relate, discover.