bravery

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the biggest change happened during spring of junior year when i saw my father  cry and i realized that those who seem the strongest are those who are most broken I realized that I
You stiff my breath Make my throat go numb I can’t say a word And you want me say a lot   Why do you have such cruel inflictions on me? Is my soul not enough for you to keep
You stiff my breath Make my throat go numb I can’t say a word And you want me say a lot   Why do you have such cruel inflictions on me? Is my soul not enough for you to keep
They say stand up for yourself when someone makes you feel small. But, then they tell you "Chill out". All of a sudden speaking up shouldn't be an option.
Soggy boots stomp on crumbled lands No tears are wept for their bloody hands Legs of lead and Hearts of steel
Fear is my closest friend She knows me better than I know myself She is loving and she is kind and she keeps what's best for me in mind as she guides me through this tumultous life
The hard metal risers held the students, Creaking under the large weight. Onto the next song in the performance, The conductor hastily turns on the mic. He, in his strapping tuxedo, faces the audience,
I am scared But I will push through I fall As they say I can't possible go far I am scared But I will fight through I am battered, torn and bruised They laugh as I crawl
Cold wet toes hug the sandpaper edge
Listen! Slip right, then jab. Follow up, keep it straight! Remember! Cover yourself! Don't let him land another! He's big, too big! His hands are like stones! He's quick, too quick!
Those who can and can't  Those who CAN speak Those who CAN'T speak Those who do and don't Those who DO speak Those who DON'T speak Those who will and won't Those who WILL speak
Silence. For years, only silence. And fear… no song.   Never testing the limits, Never pushing the envelope, Never hearing the song.
I like to put plastic bags over my head. I like to pull them down over my eyes, so I can’t see anything but the light that permeates them.
The Great Mason the mason, Son of the greatest great of all the greats Darryl, wisest wise of all the wise Christy, Heir to the hearth of Strand, to whom he owes his spoils,
Courage and strength in the midst of her fear Disguises her feelings, though she woke up in tears   Uneven, rocky, and rough her journey will be Winding and long her roads are temporarily
She lays there hoping the day will grow bright laying in the dark she’s almost afraid of the light that’s going to shine through the curtains soon planning in her head how and why to get out of bed when there’s so much dread
She lays there hoping the day will grow bright laying in the dark she’s almost afraid of the light that’s going to shine through the curtains soon planning in her head how and why to get out of bed when there’s so much dread
It's there. Sitting in the corner of my mind. Waiting for me to weaken. I'm sick and tired. It strikes when my insecurities are left bare. Leaving me to search and find.
What makes us human? It's not our nationality, Not our ethnicity, Not our complexion, Nor occupation, social stature, Age, gender, religion, body size, hair texture, nor the colour of our eyes. But
Will I cower by the fire that shines into the night? Or venture into the darkness and look my fear in the eyes?   If I just give up, If I just give in, If I just lay down and cry,
Am I not good enough   Am I dirt under your feet
Words climb against my larynx and punch at my mouth, but I screw my lips shut and force myself to swallow this alphabet lump in my throat. Thousands of letters and punctuation marks
I'm afraid of heights, but that's not all. There are no ropes in case I fall. Now that I'm an adult it seems, the only escape from anxiety is in my dreams.   I would love to wake up one day,
Be brave little angel it'll be okay, Close your eyes tomorrow is another day. Spread your wings take flight, Together we'll win this fight. Put down the razor put down the knife,
for so long you've been sinking belly full of stones i press my lips to yours with the notion that breathing outward might send you upward  but somehow accidentally i breathe in
Dear teens, What makes someone a bad person ? Is it the things we say, The things we post, How we look, Or the things we know,
Alone with her children in the middle of the city Laughing smiling scolding protecting them With her very beauty.
It's the way we hold hands In the face of adversity. When you tell me your Not satisfied. When you remember my mothers birthday.
dark room   frizzy fibers enter my nails, anticipation sets in   the bird is hungry   ears open,
Why didn't you fight back, they say.Why didn't you scream?Why didn't you run?You must have wanted it, they say.You must have secretly liked it.Otherwise, you would have fought
Outward pour of a fluid form. Remain resilient amid morbid scorn. Corny words attempt to mingle. Story swords adept to symbols.   Macho man with a toothpick soul,
In a mall , some big meeting going on, stretched out into multiple rooms, an important person takes their life. Major chaos ensues, fire bombs are thrown into all rooms killing pedestrians.
America, Americathe land of the freeAmerica the beautifulbuilt on bravery   But are we as boundlessas we claim to be?  
Bravery in the face of danger Courage in a foreign land Your selflessness in service As strong and united you stand   For the old as with the young Both loved ones and those unknown
A house party thrown, his parents out of town-- drinks were flowing, ”pong balls” flying smoking, laughing, dancing and music. There was a sixteen year old girl, invited by chance.
As children, the world seemed so endless.  Envious of its depth we ran to see it all- our oversized hearts didn’t know how to fall, so we took leap after leap of faith. We raced,
A Strangers Bravery   There is so much pain and suffering, For a land that should be free, So much death and anguish,
My chest deepens as I think of what words to say. I can not speak. I am filled with fear, and it scratches at my surface like claws.
Adventure comes with opportunity,Opportunity comes with the unknown,The unknown needs faith. Taking steps with faith will lead to new doors,New opportunities, and new adventures.You just have to be brave enough to see it.
 you are stronger than you think;  strong enough to come back from the brink strong enough to write what i can't say; strong enough to save someone else's day you'll always be strong enough
I used to talk to trees. Often I sought their branches to hold me when I felt my body to small to contain what I held. They would talk me back into it- taught me how to grow inside a husk 
rain settles in. dank, organic breath of steam.   i spit out my life: sweet, sweet beginnings to
We sang and we danced, laughed and played  But that was back then in the good ole days  Back when we were free  And had no reason to flee  The nights we would all gather around the blazing fire 
Bravery doesn’t always involve navigating a hailstorm of bullets,running into a burning building or saving a drowning child.Sometimes bravery is finding your voice and speaking up for yourself.It’s using that voice to speak up for others.
stuck between cracked heart and broken ribs lies fear no whisper is let slip without a quiver a lionheart won’t last without the spear   of courage loud as red in hot summer
I used to think I was brave. That I could be anything I aimed for. But then life hit me, kicked me, shit on me rolled me in dirt  and spit on me. I wish I could be brave again,
I begin to drown in an ocean of blue, only to realize I've forgotten my life jacket. These eyes, they take me without invitation. I'm sucked into a whirlpool that leads to an endless gaze.
Mother tells me she loves me But I think she loves my sister the most. It’s pretty obvious, from the way
Can I not Munch on my potato chips And watch some football
This goes out to the sick child.
The music storms within me Strains I can't express I am a chained melody These chords left unpressed   My soul aches with feeble hands When that one song plays
i'm so sick and tire of the media portraying bruce jenner as heroic what was so courageous about what he did? a surgical transformation to an identity that falsifies his true self he's in denial of who he really is
Opportunities aren’t abound for women like me My face has been stepped on My history utterly destroyed They haven’t fared well If one can imagine them left in my position at birthIf our lives were switched
She told me "you will not be much of anything, People just look right through your frail bones You will never make much of a difference because You will end up very cold naked afraid alone
Bravery. One simple word.  A simple word with so much meaning behind it. Bravery. Asking that girl I like to homecoming. Bravery.
Your time will come, little soldier when you'll proudly walk the streets,
You think you're in control? You think you can get to me? Well you're wrong. You may hurt me on my inside, but I'm a sheild on the outside. Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me. LIES!
Troubled in school with  a rough past He signed a couple papers to start fresh Now being tested mentally and physically yet always comes  last Pushed to the limits with aching limbs yet he pushes on
Has anyone ever looked in the mirror and said:             “I feel courageous today” Chances are you haven’t, but that’s totally okay Now is when I challenge you to do just that
written April 2008  
I want to do it right. See, and that's my problem right there. Because in my desire to do life right I become terrified of making mistakes And turn to what the world (the general consensus) says.  
I wont stop trying to walk on water, Even if i cannot swim. Not because of fear i won't Lose all my dreams and hopes
Lights Within Us Ashley Shea   A spec afar Whose luminosity amplifies as darkness approaches A small light Suspended in the gloom Much like the hearts within us
If a stranger was the face reflected back You wouldn't break his jaw would you? Threaten to murder him for being black Or beat him for loving his fellow man Too often I see the withered dreams
There is always going to be a bright light at the end of the passage way. You won't always count on someone so you have to be strong and face the world.   You are so brave
Leo
I am chained in a cage. Exposed and vulnerable like a nerve. But the joke is on them. I may be trapped, but I'm not a captive.  The fire in me would make Hades run for the hills.
Goodbye..it's time that we part     Here now I leave along with your troubles So you may stay happy as you've always been   More than you now are the memories precious
If I could be anything it would be a little bit braver, so maybe you wouldn't curl your lip at me like you do 
  Oh Soldier my Soldier             Empty and alone             Friends back home             Far from peace             Gambled by dice            
They always told him he was very brave. That he had been attacked by someone in the night and been given a slow acting poison. They didn’t know how else to tell him.
When life gets difficult, And your cup over flows, Things go haywire, Objects explode, Theres no air, No air, No air you cant breathe, Your brain cant conceive, Wrong, Wrong,
Sometimes I can't breathe When you're walking next to me. Sometimes you just have to take a chance and just say 'Hello'.   You smile at me and I smile back,
And when you told methat dayunder the maple treeI already knew.I didn't recognize, but,I already knew.How...uncertain it is out there.And now you're gone?Leaving?
BRAVERY
As kids, we are brave if we go down the slide if we try a new food if we jump off the high dive if we don't cry when mom leaves on the first day of school.  As middle schoolers, we are brave
Hello there, I just wanted to say Be confident, stand up for yourself today.   Don't let them bully you. Don't let their words bog you down. Just like that one saying: Turn that smile upside down.
He's on every wall of every room,  Around our necks and in our heads,  In our hearts, in what we said.  He hangs on the cross,  Head bowed in shame 'Cause you can't do one thing. 
I am the one who everyone calls short I am the one who often needs support   I am the black ballet who dreams My dreams are real My hopes are precious My hard work is golden  
Everything is overseenWind blows through the treesI see the gleam from the rain drops on the leavesThe grass a shade of greenSo peaceful So siren Grey clouds stream In the sky
 Maybe She Would Be Alive Today. If I Spoke Up And Said What I Needed To Say. If I Thought Differently and Choose A Different Path. Crazy Thing Is I Didn’t Think She Would Last.
             Sat down and stared at the mesmerizing sky,Didn't expect to find a friendI can't even liePeace was all we yearned.
My words are mine not yours But I'll share Lend you my words of courage Hope Love But I wont let you take them My words are mine but not mine alone there for you to Just ask
Silence stretches Between you and iIts painfully quietThe music turned on highTo drown outThe painful truth 
shes my best friendi hold her hand when she crieshold her hair when she vomitsrub her back when she needs mehug her when she breaks downand helps her smilei dont know how to deal with emotions
Every minute, every hour, every day..I will stay...  Right here patiently waiting.. keeping my mind busy, as to not always think of you...
From as far  well as far as I can remember  From the cold fronts of December to the hot summers of July in everything  I've done it was to prove that I could do  anything as long as try,
Courage, the pride of a lion. The heart of a marine. Something everyone strives to acheive, but many fail. Is courage best earned when it is ignited from love, anger, or fear. The costs can be high but the reward is sweet.
My heart is beside me, I am dying.  This room has turned black and stillness grows on.  My chassis slows and I die while flying.    These last thoughts go to paper as they dawn, 
Before I step on the spotlight, I dip my pointe shoes on Rossin. Adrenaline pumps my blood and my senses change; I am not myself anymore. Once the melody strikes, the brain doesn't think, it feels and creates something beautiful.
I sit with a post it, Willing the words from my sophomoric mind, And they do not come, For I have nothing to say.   
Wandering Words  A violin has potential to awaken a heart with her lovely tune Just as words have the potential To free someone
The pain that I felt over the years The kind that brought those silent tears The more I saw my heart break The less of a women in myself I thought I could make Many times I thought I fought my love
Broken streets mind is forced to travel, Empty soul enforced to search. Trembling hands hunt for redemption, Merely paper they unearth.   Lips begin to quiver As crystal escapes at last,
He writes poetry, He writes art. Poetry brings out the loud voice within him, Poetry was the elation he needed during those dark moments in high school. Yes, poetry was his anti-depressant. His drug.
  The 5 senses I was blessed with became my curse   I saw, I felt, I smelled, I heard, i tasted what my life offered me   My hopes, thoughts, and dreams became deflected  
Be courageous. A single moment can Free and ignite a lifetime. Doors can be blown wide from Rash, unadulterated bravery. A mere minute can birth A new universe of opportunity.
As I sit in my room I ponder the many reasons why I write. A ponder and wonder and think for a moment. I have many reasons, and I shall try to be contrite.... I write to escape.
Poetry What it meant to me before Just words written in a stanza With rhymes and patterns I knew that they’re art expressed in words
It is not in my nature to be honest, not with myself that is Not until I hold the pen and burn upon the words I wish to overlook.
Our fathers’ dream has been realized   Here we stand, America the greatOn democracy but still not finalized,As we are ever changing, no end date
-You lie through your teeth When it comes to how-are-you’s “I’m good” or “I’m okay,” Is what you’d instead say -Feeling lonely day by day Not that you weren’t alone in the first place
As the sunlight slips between my fingertipsI watch the shadows fallThey fall in lacy breaths over my skin,Making darkness and light seem so intricate
A life fully lived exisists inside of the soul that is not afraid to die.
  Dressed in army greens Brown boots, tags around his neck Finally he’s home   No trace of a smile He is very different now Finally he’s home   He was in the field
The cries of war surround common soldier as the men rush onward in excitement and yell But the opposition is fierce and men fall fast as straight as arrows Common soldier obeys
  That summer I had just turned nineteen Is when I saw you in shorts of camouflage green. You saw me when you were playing football with some pals
Unable to move, Unable to breathe, I’m afraid for my life Yet, I don’t want to leave. In front of me It sits and stares. Daring me to face it I’ll take the dare.
Diamond dust dances from the frozen frontier. It clings to my eyelashes, but I see him rush to linger. Ahead he guards me; protects me. Beyond the beyond, the mask of danger veils.
Tonight is the night. There is no stopping. After this, it’s all over, and then what are you going to do? You’ll have that paper in your hand, You’ll be done, and where will you go? “No clue” – she says.
Bravery, a concept of strange humanity Is it real, does it even pertain to me? Myth, legend, flaw of the human brain Something some feel is the need to gain.
Fear is a universal language Anyone around the world can speak it But what I'm talking about are cowards People who will never reach the summit
Freedom Riders Fighting for freedom Begging for mercy Bravery was key Twelve young people Begging for their rights Refusing to back down Demanding change
"Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch. Again." Wipe the sweat before they see. "Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch." Just breathe. Ignore the pain. Keep dancing. Show no weakness. SMILE!
A crow's warning, the dark, soft death is near. The danger is in the cruel, withered rage that keeps you in its grip. The black grave, though rare, turned the girl drowsy as she struggles with her grief.
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