look
look at the big bright sun
as it shines over the boundless horizon
giving a beginning to a brand new day
where you can start anew
look at the luscious green tree
as its sturdy branches sway with the wind
and as its leaves wave to acknowledge
the presence of the beings below
look at the vast blue sky
as it reflects over the sea everlasting
gazing upon its own gorgeous image
all day and all night long
look at the dog with his owner
as it happily prances around the field
making the best out of its life
with just a ball and a stick
look at the stars sprinkled out at night
as they shine despite that darkness that envelopes them
making their way through millions of kilometers
and hundreds of universes
now
look at someone
who doesn’t know what the future has in store for him
wanting to end his pain, his misery
in this life full of surprises
look at someone
who breaks every time a big storm comes his way
desperately trying to ask for help
from the people around him
look at someone
who reflects upon himself, his own image and self-worth
doing his best to find out who he really is
and whether he deserves to be here
look at someone
who’s too afraid to break his walls
trapping him in there forever
’til he’s gray and old
look at someone
who tries to break free from the self-procured chains
losing his mustered strength and courage
like a star burning out
forgotten
as if it never existed
as if he has never gotten the chance to live
so
please
please
take a look at everyone around you
thin
i swear
i'll be beautiful
just give me a week
to show you my gums
bleed
burning
with regret, but
it's all i can see
this imperfect mirror
hiding
a perfect girl
watch my
confidence shrink,
watch my
bones unfurl, and
i swear
i'll be beautiful
just give me a month
to show you i've
won
three sizes
undone, but
i still can't have fun
this perfect mirror
hiding
an imperfect girl
watch my
flesh disappear,
watch my
apathy whirl, and
i swear
i'll be beautiful,
just give me a week
i swear
i'll be beautiful,
gums start to bleed, and
i swear
i'll be beautiful
just give me a month
i swear
i'll be beautiful,
three sizes undone, and
i swear
i'll be beautiful,
just give me a year
i swear
i'll be beautiful
when i disappear.
The way we treat animals
3/15/17 Entry 1
I stared into its face, half hidden with shadows, a savage beast that our team had managed to capture. We've been hunting the devil for ages, and at long last we have detained it. Do you know what this could mean? For the future of science? For the future of our entire race? Do you know how many questions we'll finally have answers to? And of course when we are done studying and experimenting on it we will release it into a controlled environment in a nice zoo with a wild life conservation program. We simply cannot deny the people the opportunity to observe such an exotic and intriguing specimen. However I am questioning the safety of such an exhibit. Of course there would be added safety precautions unlike that of the other animals on display. Perhaps a bullet proof screen would be appropriate? At the moment we have restrained the creature with chains-loose fitting of course, we can't have any animal right organizations taking it away when we are so close to getting it to cooperate. It's in a dark unadorned room, no stimulation that could possibly trigger its primal instincts, and every day we've been trying out different diets it might respond to. It was wearing strange things on its body over its dirty looking skin, and we've stripped it of them to examine the garments. The animal seems to be very upset over this confiscation, it keeps making strange noises, and tries covering certain parts of its body. We will keep you posted as new information about the subject emerges.
3/16/17 Entry 2
I know not the meaning or significance behind this revelation, but we've found a piece of cloth in the same area we found the creature and the ship it used for transportation. It's clearly not from our world, its of a strange scratchy material and is dyed in red, white, and blue-with markings all over it. We are hoping the subject may show some emotional response to it.
Mountains
My eyes fitly set upon your majesties
by your graces endowed, I'm raised
from humbling lows to zenith highs
pillars of all ages, perfumed
with effervescent botanicals,
olibanums, —eucalyptuses sit heavy
on your breast; you, mighty mountains,
whose deep shadows never rest,
or fly away. from you, I seek peace
when unto Men, I can cry out no more