The Essence of Her Soul

March 17, 2011
By thecapriciousrose BRONZE, Glendale, New York
thecapriciousrose BRONZE, Glendale, New York
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I am the clever prey hiding from the meticulous hunter
I ponder why the best of us have to die
I hear birds cry at the first gunshot
I see stampeding animals that share in my capricious fears
I want to die peacefully
I am the clever prey hiding from the meticulous hunter

I pretend that I am stronger than my enemies
I feel hopelessly devoted to my heart's whispered pleas
I touch the petals of a forgotten white rose
I worry that I'll misplace the home I'm searching for
I cry over the people who never had a chance to live
I am the clever prey hiding from the meticulous hunter

I understand that being lonely doesn't mean you are alone
I say that everyone is entitled to their own pursuit of happiness, including me
I dream of a new world where love spreads like violence and enemies live in peace
I try to be the change I want to see in the world
I hope they can see there’s more to me than meets the eye
I am the clever prey hiding from the meticulous hunter


The author's comments:
I hope that people can find comfort in my words, because it doesn't just apply to the individual. Anyone, anywhere can be sharing in the same obstacles and challenges as yourself. Maybe it's time for the words left unsaid to be spoken and embraced. You'd be surprise to hear whose going through the same thing as you.

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