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Poems by Yanci

Dreams

Dreams is all I have , but I’m not trying to walk through life and make them come true. In one year I will be out of high school and into the world. I am scare , but I know, that I’ll make it, I just have to try harder and harder everyday of my life.
by: Yanci

Comments: when I wrote this I was in the last days of my junior year. All the teachers were talking about how we had to start getting ready for our senior year and that it was going to be hard trying to choose which one was the right college for us. While each of them were saying this I realized that I have all this dreams of what I want to be and were I want to go but I am not trying to make them come true. That is when I started to write this poem because it says that I was feeling before and what I am feeling now.

A life crying

Why is life so difficult. Haven’t I suffered enough. Seventeen years of my life and it won’t stop. Why me, not that anybody deserves it , I guess that is how life is. You have got to suffer to be happy at the end.
by: Yanci

Comment this poem was also written at the end of my junior year. I was passing through hard moments. The problems with my mom were driving me crazy. I was feeling like she didnt’ want me here with her, as if she wanted me to leave and on top of it I knew that I couldn’t go anywhere. The rest of my family is in my country and we would just die of hunger and it would show that I am a failure which I am not. The poem says seventeen years crying because that is how old I am and I have been crying for two main reasons since I remember. Not feeling loved by my mom and knowing that my father denied me and never looked for me. I always think hat my life could had been better emotionally if he was with me.

With a mask

When I was a little girl , I would dream of the beautiful life that I was going to live. But I never thought that it would be the other way. I have to smile to cover up the tears. I have to pretend I am happy when I want to scream. I have to say I am fine when I want to say get out of my life. But one day I will take the mask off and show my real face. I just have to wait. I know that it will happen some day.
by: Yanci

Comments this poem has the same story as the previous one ( a life crying) I wrote it with a couple of days of difference but it was for the same feeling. I don’t show people who I really am.

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Without

Niser 11

How can nothingness fill you up so much,
if it is nothing  then you should feel nothing.
Yet some how I feel it,
it is a constant pain through out my body
a constant dull hollowness that is with me even in my happy times.
An overwhelming sense of solitude.
I haven’t asked for a lot I certainty don’t except it
yet I wait
hopefully
only to see the same door closed right before my eyes
again
I’m not good enough
not worthy enough
… not enough

too much
why keep trying it only adds more nothing to my already aching emptiness…
Just to be held,
is that a lot to want,
gently hold my face . . .to be looked in the eyes.
To bring that special smile to someone’s face that only a lover can bring.
To be the most important person to just one other person.

Not a lot.

But it is just over there  . .I can see it . I just can’t get a grip on it.
It’s never for me
It is for so many others
I tell my self it will come. I’m I lying to even myself.
What do I lack.

I wasn’t even there you know
my body,
maybe even my mind
but my soul . .no not my soul.
Not that you missed it. . . they never have
…what scares me is they never will
sometimes, very rare but it has been none to happen . .
just a glimpse has made its way through, I wonder if the difference has even
been noticed by you or him.
I shift my eyes so you can’t see me . . .did you see . . .did you look . .
.did it scare you
it scares me
such confusion lies within in me
to long for something with everything in you
but to be so scared of it actually coming to be
some where
I have to believe he is somewhere
he who can take away my fear
he who’s eyes will tell me what my heart needs to feel
I’ll never hurt you
I’ll never leave you
always stay faithful
please . . .strike me before you lay with another
for a my flesh will heal
I know my soul would not
security
content ness . . .
to lay in your arms and feel love, and to feel safe
to feel beautiful in your eyes
to feel.

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No one can see what weighs me down,

I’m asking for help, lift me up or I’ll drown.

This may be my final night,

I’ll breathe my last breath and conclude my life.

I’m alone and scared,

In the cold winter ice.

Begging for a hand

To save me from my strife.

If only you had shown your love for me,

Then maybe, just maybe,

It wouldn’t have ended like this.