Hugs

What is it with these people
always wanting to hug me.
Do you feel it necessary to touch
everyone you come in contact with?
Can you not feel the awkwardness,
the tension? when you touch me.

I oblige you
I let you touch me,
my sacred property.
I 'hug' you.

What would you do,
how would you respond?
if I resisted.
Backed away &
stuck out my hand for a shake.
Would you then oblige me?
No, you'd call me out on it
and pull me in for a tighter
Hug.

Dressed in Black

They walk in all dressed in black
chains garnishing every spare loop.
I stare.
They think:
- another stupid one of them
I smile (to myself)
And think:
. I remember those days.
. All dressed in black
. Shocking the world,
. one person at a time.

Smelt a Memory

You know, they say our sense of smell is most closely related to memories?
Have you ever smelt a memory?
You smell the scent
and suddenly emotion comes rushing
you try to place it
but no picture can be found...

I did not see it
I could not place it
But I know
I have just smelt a memory

Save our Nation

In honor of V-Tech.


Nine-eleven, it made me shudder
but that was when I was young
before I was initiated to the harsh reality of America
before I realized that tragedies do happen
- and our nation needs to band together
not only when 31 are shot-up by a mentally unstable American
not a South Korean, an American.

We can't go blaming other countries for the ills which befall us
It's our fault.
As a nation, As a people
We discriminate against those who are perfectly stable
and choose not to help those who need it
It's our fault
We go blaming one another
Your fault. My fault. His fault.
NO!
It's our fault.

Every new decade, every new era
A new tragedy strikes...
We remember who we are
We remember we need to stand together
But in-between, never.

It's our fault.
We must take our own in
help them, save them, teach them
We must accept our blame
Correct our follies
And band together to save our nation.

*Guest Appearence*

Confined
In my mind
Can’t talk
Can’t offend

That sucks

Thoughts can’t escape
Restricted to paper
Stomach aches
Longing to be alone

Too many people
Distractions here and there
I don’t care about stripes
Or Biology homework

Go elsewhere

There is not party here
This is my space
You are no longer welcome

But I can’t talk
Can’t offend
I just want to cry
But I can’t

Please Leave

I’m not fine
Don’t you see
I’m lying to you

I am tired
Longing to sleep
The sleep of the uncaring

Go Away

You are not wanted here
You and your happy feelings
I am not happy
So you shouldn't be either

I don’t care about your dying computer
Or your script
Or your phone

I like this commercial

I feel like I’m drowning in friendships
To many at one time
To much emotion in my body
I just want to scream

AHHHHH

There, that’s better.
Paper screams on a paper rant

Your laughs are infectious
To others
To me
Right now
I want them to stop
Cease
Desist

~Kerry JM

I don't like it when you shout

What DO you see when you look at me?
Do you despise me as much as you shout?
I'm stupid.
I don't know what's going on in the world
and of course
I'm wrong.
You don't even hear what I stand for, tho
Do you?
Do you?
You're too full on yourself.
Making sure you are who you say you are.
Thinking of how to save the world
but neglecting to care for those around you
Sure. I know.
You have your friends.
You all care for each other.
I UNDERSTAND!
Don't shout at me
I'm not listening??
You haven't heard a word I said
at least i'm not shouting at you...

Poetry Slam

You put me to shame with your fancy writing
and your loud shouting
Your scene
and your organics
"We're NOT scene kids," you shout back
as you roll your eyes and walk away
...your leggings and shirt dress betraying you.

Please Stop

Helplessness
and vague memories of helplessness.
I'm laughing so you think all is okay.
I'm laughing because I'm being hit with a pillow.
I can't help it.
I'm laughing.
I can't fight back.
I'm helpless.
I'm scared.
(Please stop.)
I can't say so because he never would.
I couldn't let him know I was scared.
Keep laughing.
Please stop.

A Quick Note

I like pillows, walls, cold air, and blankets
I like flowers, freshly picked
and clear water in which they stand

I am ME

I am me. I am no one else.
I will do as I please.
I will not conform to your expectations.

I am. I will. I do.