What Happened To The Boy Who Said, "It Only Gets Better"?

What happened? 

What happened to drive 

you beyond the security 

of you friends' words and 

family's love?

What happened to push you to the rock bottom? 

What happened to the boy 

that was able to write about it 

day after day, 

who said, "it only gets better"? 

What happened? 

Was it the ignorance? 

Was it the words that were thrown at you 

from all directions, 

piercing you like daggers 

until it reached your very 

core? 

Was it the people who failed 

to take a stand and 

stop it; 

the crowds of people who just 

stood and stared? 

Was it the ignorance? 

What if I was there? 

Would I have been able 

to stop you? 

Would I have been able to hug you, 

reassure you that you weren't alone, 

that you would be able to cope with it? 

Would you have lived? 

But it's too late 

to ask questions now. 

For those of you who haven't heard, a 14 year old gay boy who was teased and taunted mercilessly committed suicide very recently. Here's a link if you'd like to read more about it, and watch the video he posted earlier this year: http://www.dangerousminds.net/comments/another_heartbreaking_gay_teen_suicide/ 

Reflecting upon this, I realize this is a tragedy that could've easily prevented, if people took notice and took action. Instead, this boy was left alone to fight off a relentless attack of insults, and eventually felt that life was not worth living. I am ashamed for those who didn't take a stand when they could, for those who let this pass by without notice and those who kept on saying and doing hurtful things. So please, if you ever have the chance to stop bullying of any kind, whether it's about sexual orientation, gender, race, etc. DO IT. Maybe you'll prevent something like this from happening ever again.

Twin Towers Of Rubble (A 9/11 Memorial Poem)

10 years 

have passed since 

the towers lit up 

in flames, 

twin columns 

of smoke and 

twisted steel slowly 

starting to crumble. 

10 years have passed 

since we watched 

men, women and children 

flinging themselves out of windows in 

hopeless desperation, 

waiting for 

a miracle to happen, 

for them to sprout wings and fly to safety, 

but nothing happened and 

onward they fell 

onto twin spears of rubble, 

cement and 

glass. 

We could only watch 

the tragedy happen, 

as many risked and lost 

their lives to 

protect others 

 through the false intimacy 

of television, 

and we wish we could 

reach through the screen 

and help, 

that we could catch those falling 

and those stuck inside, 

but many miles and a 

pane of glass separates us 

from them. 

~~~~~~~

We cannot rewind the past. 

We cannot undo what has 

happened, 

what foolish actions 

humans decide to do. 

All we can do 

is bow our heads 

and remember the 2,977 victims, 

even if it is 

10 years since 

September 9th, 2001. 

Even though I was only four at the time, I remember 9/11. The adults talking, the pictures in the newspapers the next day, the footage on T.V. When I searched it up today how many lives were lost, it shocked me. 2,996 deaths (including the hijackers) were counted. 2,996 lives disappeared in one day. For those who haven't done so, please have a moment of silence and honour the dead, no matter where you were when 9/11 happened. 

I try to 

funnel the thoughts 

and words in my 

head, 

trying to make 

them into 

comprehensible sentences 

and sort them out 

into meaningful poems, 

not just a 

jumble of 

scattered ideas. 

How ironic that 

when I have the ideas, 

I have no idea how to 

write it.

You know how I was complaining earlier that I couldn't think of anything to write? Now I have too much to write about!!! Ahhh!!!! With the 9/11 tenth anniversary coming up and school starting a couple of days ago, my mind's in a big mess right now. 

Anyways, Happy Birthday Veronica!!! And Happy (early) Birthday to Neetya and Lizzie!!!

Of Curiosity and Boundaries

We push our boundaries, 

together reaching 

for those moments of undefined 

wonder and discovery, 

our endless curiosity propelling us 

farther and farther beyond 

what we could understand as 

the end, 

what we could understand 

as the limit, 

and our view of 

our world changes.

I meant to post this up for awhile! I went to see the Cirque Du Soleil show "Totem" on Sunday, and it was AMAZING. It explored the journey of humans -from the evolution to our hopes to fly-  in so many fascinating acts. As I was reading the program, they made many references to how we, as humans, are always changing and curious, and how we always want to go beyond what we had set as the boundaries (like wanting to fly). If you ever have the chance of seeing Totem, go see it.  

Uncertain

I wish I could 

offer you more 

certain answers,
something more than
"It's complicated,"

but I'm not even sure myself 

where we are, 

if we've made the step 

out of this 

no-man's land 

that could go either way;

with one foot on each side 

I wonder 

where I'm going, 

if I'm leaving or coming 

to one or the other, 

if I'm making the right choice 

to leave this place of uncertainty. 

So please, 

let me stay by your side 

until we can decide, 

together, 

where to go next.

I offer no explanation about this one. 

Photos

Because I'm totally uninspired, I decided to post some photos I took awhile ago at our family friends' cottage. Some of these were at the actual place, and some were taken at the surrounding islands.

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Another day spent 

casting my lines out 

into the depth of my mind, 

fishing for inspiration 

in the jumble of ideas and 

words and 

hoping to string together 

another poem. 

So here I am now, 

sitting with nothing to say, 

nothing to write, 

patiently waiting for 

something to bite.

Sigh. I have no inspiration to write anything. I've totally neglected my blogs (I'm sorry, readers of Puppetmaster!!!) and my writing. Whatever happened to the days I could just pluck out something and write??? Sigh... I guess I had just enough imagination to churn this out, but otherwise, I have nothing. 

Celebrating

Another year 

of life has passed by 

quietly, 

one more year 

of experiences and 

wisdom added 

to the memory box 

hidden within me. 

Smiling and laughing 

with loved ones 

we celebrate and 

hope for many more 

to come. 

I'm 14!!! I've survived the first year of being a teenager :D