Egg
Secrets in a box.
Golden treasure awaits;
For life, or for death.
Deaf
All I remember
Is the sound of the clock, tick
But no tock, s’my world.
Hurt
Pain, time uncounted.
Pain, a soreness uncharted.
Pain, the only way.
Family
A knock on the door,
A gun fires, silence, nothing.
My family are gone.
Dreams
Night, I lie asleep
Unhearing, unseeing, dead.
Gone to my own world.
Hearing
If only I could
Hear someone cry, hear a shout,
Hear a laugh again.
School
Adolescent sneers,
Aimed at their enemies, yet
Ignored by teachers.
Work
I thought it was good
Till I gave it in and it
Returned all in red.
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