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Leaving The Past Alone

Leaving The Past Alone
Written by ©Diana Jillian 12/6/13

I am guilty of falling in love with the memories

I have fallen in love with the picture and name

But not the true self of the being

That causes suffering and pain

They say a camera never tells a lie

But I beg to differ

The picture seems different

Than the mirror

But I know that when it all boils down to in the end

I will always be the same person I’ve always been

Maybe I just failed to notice the signs of others

Or there was a beauty of theirs I sought to win

But life’s too short to go chasing after others

And I will never again ever be that chaser

Instead I will try to leave you behind

Written with pencil and a big eraser

Poem, 

Summertime Blues

“There ain’t no cure for the summertime blues.”

There’s a lot of messy grays mixed with hues

And I know as I’m from the Land of Flowers

Lightning shows us its thunderous powers

But I am volitorial, a magnificent part of seven

Watch as I fly straight into the heaven

And just like watching birds on a wire

There’s no stopping me once I’m on fire

Written by ©Diana Jillian 8/25/13

Not Going Down

It is said I'm one of the chosen people
But I feel trapped under a steeple
Relentless with your slavery and genocide
But I won't sit idle, I won't run and hide

And as I get treated as an abomination
Rather than a human of the same nation
Why don't you tell me, blow my mind
And tell me what exactly is my kind?

You make me feel ashamed.  All your shame
And daily I manage to rise above the pain
Because you speak of words that are untrue
Lying and saying I'm nothing like you

And what you force upon you call preach
Yet you do not learn from what you teach
And when they don't follow you set out a blast
To obliterate and make them an outcast

All those harsh colors, so many paints
Tell me now, who's the devil's saints?

Written by ©Diana Jillian 6/25/13








































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Writing is similar to praying...In a way. You don't start writing when things are going bad and you don't stop writing when things are going good. And vice versa.










































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