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My Mind is a Disarray

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A blank screen another thought. Headspace is a reflection of my imperfection, Can’t seem to get it straight. I want to scream and shout my anger, sometimes I wish my sun would set. Instead I sit and wonder why as a tear rolls down my eye... Can’t ever let them see me cry. Can’t seem to maintain, everything done in vain it seems, I try to explain but I’m nothing but a walking mistake. When will I break? Life isn’t a such piece of cake, how much will it take, everything’s at stake. Trying to get some peace of mind,... Positivity and encouragement, are my crime Negativity only brings me down feels like I’m drowning Trying not to wear this frown, remembering along the way  to Å›traighten my crown.. I know I say can't alot, but in retrospect I can And I will overcome đŸ–¤

Our New Reality

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When  my heart is broken, it could be like the ocean... Living in this age, we’re  like animals caged. Everything is staged, can’t look past the rage. I see with my eyes until everything’s hazed, til I’m forced to see everything blurry as if in ablaze. Not seeing clearly, not thinking right. Everything I’ve known has been taken from sight. Like being indigenous all over again,.. this time the whole country is holding my hand. Were walking together, together alone... Surviving each day in a new world unknown. A country in debt, run on lies and regrets, stories untold as the repercussions unfold. So full of schemes, running out of means, a recipe for disaster, what’s to come after? Sending us cash, the silence before the storm, Will we be once more conformed... Distractions while conducting interactions has always been the master plan,.. the lots of masses could never understand, so they send you money and people are dying, America's in tears, the electio...

invisible

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He doesnt know what it means when I gave him my love. I could look into his eyes and see the stars, I wasn't afraid,  I could speak my words into his heart. Then one day it all went away, our hearts drifted astray.  I used to yearn to tell him everything,  share my goals, my dreams, my aspirations. It's faded now, I have no reason to tell.

I am Diné

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đŸ–¤So much to say and no idea where to start. We’ll just say this is a message from the heart. Every year it seems we fall closer apart. Who are we, who are even you and I? Our identity has been ostracized, throughout the ages our bloodline has been degraded. I’ve read of revolutions, disillusions, confusions and heartache. Everything about this country's history remains a mystery to me. Why do they believed you can own people, land, and everything to be for the taking? They claim to have found us? Even though we were never lost. Our ancestors knew there would be a cost, now look at all that is truly lost.. the water is polluted, species have become extinct, our atmosphere is globally warming, there’s talk of a WWIII. Our people, our homes,  our culture and language have constantly been raided. Nonody talks about the native segregation or the attempted genocide.  Savage is what my bloodline has been labeled, a reason to take our sacred lands, all at a co...

Who Can I Tell?

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My world shakes, Heart aches.. Feeling like my life's  An earthquake... Negativity clouds my vision, Can't seem to make a decision. Im being attacked,  Won't cut me no slack,  Everything's my fault,  It's a verbal assault, Tears stream down my face,  Nobody will ever know, My heart continues  To grow  Cold.

I Miss You Sister

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Sometimes love can be so cold, Our courage can only be so bold.... My heart hurts, the pain’s too much to hold... It’s often overbearing, my hearts heavy, I try to remain steady, I remember clearly that day, It had to unfold... So much had happened, So much untold... The guy who did it was evil, his soul was sold... She was taken from I without a goodbye, She’ll never get old... I’ll continue but still I’ll cry, Never consoled... We used to be under the same stars, The sun and the moon were the lights of our world.. We were together, we had one another... My sister in heaven was taken away. #MMIW #NoMoreMissingSisters

Fake Truths 10.12

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One could pretend to care,... intent is there,... but where is the compassion,.. where has that tenderness gone? What is the meaning behind it all? If it is not heartfelt and genuine is it even worth the effort? How must one continue on in despair,.. to lose a love and go on knowing,... or to walk blindly, but not just any kind of blindness, intent blindness, a knowing blindness where eyes are tightly sealed. Is pretending as bad as dishonesty or omission.....? What has happened to want to see through the blindness, yet fear takes hold,. Could I ever be so bold? One day there will be no morrow to make up for the past,... one day there will only be storms and sorrow. In my foreboding mind I only see darkness... A deceiver of honesty, a liar of qualities, a charmer of good, a pretender of motions, an omitter of the truth,... What shall one continue to present? What shall one choose to perceive? Fake truths or true lies,... only time will tell,... As we all ...