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Shame
All I feel is shame.
Suppose to be the next big thing.
It was all in my genes but I can’t fulfill that dream.
It got me going through the motions.
Handing out potions.
During a lot of healing so I won’t feel.
A coping skill to distract me from the chills I get.
It goes hand and hand with the liquor I sip.
Hiding behind it’s lit so I can keep pouring it.
Drowning myself cause I’m tired of the reality of it.
It keeps downing me and I keep doubting me.
Overthinking cause I don’t know what you think of me.
Do you hear my pleads as I scream.
Or is it only in my mind?

Fatherless
You set the stage then vacated but your shadow still eclipses me.
Your path or mine, them lines are blurred.
I want to walk in your footsteps but who am I personally?
I took my mind from my body and thought how come we never spoke but I’m always talking to you.
I don't cry but its like I'm always shedding tears for you.
I started balling so we can be closer.
Looking to stands but every time, your seat empty.
Deep down, I'm empty.
Suppose to be here but shots rang out.
Your bloody body, dropping, replaying like it’s the gamer winner.
Another black fatherless child.
It’s endless.
Senseless.
They asking why I’m so distant.
You was put in hearse before I learned how to mourn.
I’m still so torn.
Colorist or preferences
Hiding behind what they prefer
Knowing deep down they can’t stand someone of a less shade.
This goes back when we were slaves or when we were in caves.
When our pigment protected against the suns rays.
As the sun caressed our skin with elegance.
The glow of gods and goddesses.
Maybe they hated it.
So they punish.
Bashed it until we lost pride if it.
Losing our ancestral essence.
We were Kings and Queens but now they only see us as good in the sheets.
Or anger at its peak.
It’s no in between.
Never see what’s underneath.
We’re human beings.
Regardless of what they see.
Midnight
At night is when the darkness come to flirt.
It’s jealous of your joy.
It hopes to destroy with no remorse.
In torch your thoughts.
Exposing your faults.
Depleting your source.
Your endorphins running thin.
Walls closing in.
These mental wars has no end.
Want to scream for help but no one understand.
Nor do they care to give a damn.
This pain is in command.
Now you’re sitting in a pool of your own sweat.
Living through all your regrets.
Within yourself you digress.
Your stress take center stage.
Putting on a show for the ages.
Taking a bow for your devastation.
Lost
Living in the present but stuck in the past.
Reminiscing of the time we had but these memories are only dreams.
You was gone before they can be.
Gone with the wind but I hear you in the breeze.

Even though I can’t remember how you sound.
Being your son, I’m proud but it comes with a lot.
Your image is splattered across my life and I fear that I can’t complete the portrait.
I look just like you but I can’t be you.
I’m shackled to you cause I’m a product of you.
I struggle to step out of your shadow cause you’re my light even in the darkness.
I wanna shine for you.
Diamonds
My emotions in a gutter.
Struggling to recover but I smile, it stop all the questions.
They can’t relate to the hurting of my essence.
Miss using my presence.
Saying I’m precious but only when I have blessings.
Never when I’m looking for guidance.
I’m sinking under the weight of the world.
All this pressure but can’t make diamonds.
Missing Spots
I can’t get it off my mind.
It been going on for years.
Losing who we care.
People saying they’re there but who really cares?
It’s two different things.
Tired of hearing same things.
Sorry for your lost.
They’re always in your heart like my heart didn’t stop.
Like it’s not missing spots.
Trap Door
A cold breeze covering my chest, Sending chills down my spine.
Watching what we had fading like time easing.
Thought we were ever lasting but you’re forever changing.
Going from everything I want to nothing I need.
Should of listened to my friends, they saw it coming like a prophet.
Telling me to put my feelings in pocket.
Stay solid.
Watch who you fall for, but I can’t help who I fall for.
It’s like a trap door.
Stuck between these floors.
Can’t escape these flaws.
It’s like I’m coming home from war.
Post dramatic stress.
I don’t get a lot of rest cause when I see the sun set, I see you.
Long Run
Imagine having no balances on ice.
Slipping and falling with no directions.
Any different odds like a roll of dices.
It’s a forming of a deep connection.
Mind, body and emotions are invested.
You put every bit of yourself into them.
It’s clear to you that they are so precious.
To the world, you’re just underneath their thumb.
Fearing you lost sight of who you were.
Thinking you are still that boy who’s naïve.
The girl down the street, they so much prefer.
When you already came across your Eve.
Deep down in your soul, you know their the one.
Through all the storms, you’re here for the long run.
Endless Cycle
You hurt me and I hurt the next.
It’s how the game goes.
It flows with no remorse.
Leaving hearts in parts.
All out of sorts.
Love is an art but pierced in the process.
Everyone moving on without healing from the ex, hurting everybody next.
It’s an endless cycle; different variables.
Who Am I ?
Poisoned by the bonds that ties.
Your inner self is so shy.
Hiding behind a culture’s eyes.
If you don’t follow the dotted lines, you get the evil eye.
You conform cause your faults are magnified.
Tired of hearing your own cries, you find a mask to disguise.
Your identity losing supply.
Who I am?
“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.”
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Snowflakes
anna magee (February 13, 2021)
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The Pond
anna magee (May 9th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/the-pond
Saliva
anna magee (May 3rd, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/saliva
OUT
anna magee (April 22nd, 2021)
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anna magee (April 25th, 2021)
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Central Park Lunch
anna magee (~July 2017)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/central-park-lunch
First Book
anna magee (April 20th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/first-book
You can now buy my first poetry book on Amazon!
Untitled (5:30PM)
It was 5:30 pm and you were laughing as the
Breeze was knocking my hair all around me
The smell of the beach stuck under
Our noses
I glanced at you and could help
But to smile
That's when I knew
I could glance at you for
The rest of my life
anna magee (~2013)
Untitled (Love Yourself)
I hear sweet lullabies in your laugh
even when you find it too rough, too loud.
I still believe your eyes shine brighter than the sun
even when you're on the verge of breaking down.
I still know that flowers grow from your skin
and that life exists from within
even when you pick them out like they're a sin.
I still see summer in your smile
and hear spring in your sigh
even when you think it's dead season in your life.
I still love you for you
even when you don't love yourself too.
anna magee (~2013)
Fallen Tree
anna magee (April 15th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/fallen-tree
Harley
anna magee (March 23, 2021)
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Drizzle
Long detested by most,
The drizzle comes down
Upon the once sun soaked
Town amidst Spring Cleaning.
To me a baptism, to drench
Summer into submission,
The perfect waiting game,
As Summer can push and prod
Impatient and imperious
To make frost heaved asphalt
Sizzle and deflate, shimmer
And expel Winter treasure.
The feathered rain remains
Spring’s single defense
Against her fast-paced sibling
Dousing the region in dampness
One half expects a billow of steam
To blanket and clog terrain
Instead clouds collect cotton
Tempered trails of mist
And the cool cloth of condensation
Insists that we revitalize Winter
For one last day.
anna magee (March 24th, 2021)
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Chores
anna magee (March 25th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/chores
Sleep withers away
Each new day, in
Such a special way
One that makes me say
I may survive today...
No Way
anna magee (April 6, 2021)
Tick Season
anna magee (April 10th, 2021)
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/artsymagee/tick-season