Black & White 

A rapture of memories, broken sins, your violent tongue coursing in my skin, a beautiful nightmare of loving and hating you. -BBW

A Voice That Should Have Mattered

She was the voice of the lost,

Between filtered words she found happiness in him,

Surrounded by betrayal and chaos

She sheltered herself

Friends become the cause

Her pain became emotions

Lost in a world meant for happiness

She caved into darkness

Every light drowned by shadows

She raised her voice for help

Words muffled in conversations,

What was wrong covered in lines of affairs

She raised her hand for help

But it was drawn away in emptiness,

Her pain became her happiness,

With her shallow breathes beneath her water

She became alive with the blood that honoured her soul,

She became at peace with life,

She became the child that feared nothing,

She became the woman without disappointments,

Her smile hidden,

Her laughter faded,

That girl became a name for all the troubled souls.-BBW

Inspired by ’13 Reasons Why’- For Troubled Souls Their is Always Love…

 

Maybe One Day…

If the world could understand the meaning of kindness, equality and hope maybe there wouldn’t be blood on the streets, tears in the rain and cries in the middle of the night. Maybe one day our voices will be heard, hearts will change and our minds become one, but first we must start with ourselves and wave out the negativity we have surrounded ourselves. Maybe just maybe one day our kids will grow in a world where colour, religion and faith are just words and everyone lives as one.-BBW

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