Paperweight Poetry

Nowadays words are hard to find Like catching clouds in a blue sky Or understanding the thoughts of each person's mind So for now, they will catch in my throat, as they slowly and surely die.  -anna sluder 

The stars sleep during the day  While the sun sleeps at night For despite the day's dismay If the stars always glowed they'd burn out of light.  -anna sluder

I am master of my fate, I am captain of my soul, But nobody saunters out of the hell on earth’s gate, Without being a little less whole, I try to live as though I can control what’s on the other side, But instead I ride a train into a somewhere, A nameless land that to I have been lied, Told it will answer all of my desires and my prayers, Riddled into thinking it will be predictable and fair, But how could I pilot a life where I don’t hold the steering wheel? Or even told when we’ll arrive there, Let alone, knowing if controlling my fate is even real, You told me I was the master of my fate and the captain of my soul, But we’re all told how to speak, what to do, and what to wear, And when the knowledge of this all is what you stole, How could I trust that these tracks are even carrying me to somewhere? For when thinking of the past, I never once willfully stepped into this box of lies, This train and my life, And I’ve never once stepped off, throug...

Never said to my baby: Hello.  -anna sluder 

When abused, even hell looks away.  -anna sluder 

I thundered while he actually struck.  -anna sluder

She was the type of girl who when she blew out her candles For it to come true, her birthday wish and desires  Her lack of luck was something she couldn't handle For every time she blew and wished, her hair would catch on fire.  -anna sluder