Writer in San Francisco, CA
Keep me locked up
I’m going to break free
someday, when the sun
burns up into a big
black hole swallowing
the world whole, someday
when hell is here,
someday like
today.
If you’re reading this Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Left with no purpose but to keep on going.
Bleeding on the pavement, a war starting
in the background. You want to hold me down
under the water, till I don’t fight back anymore.
Feeling suffocation in these times of trouble.
Keeping my words sharp, and my eyes open.
Ready to fight.
If you’re reading this Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Echo back into the blue
the words that mean nothing.
Clouds cover a space above land
that drifts away. Mountains
to keep in people, to keep
people out. How do I look
against the blue?
If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
What are we to do
when the room goes dark?
When blood runs?
When hate reigns?
What are we to do
as the light fades?
Drums of war
beating in the distance
getting louder.
We die like our fathers-fathers,
we die in the mud like
all that have come before us.
We die due
to ignorance,
intolerance
and hatred.
If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina