Stacey's Indirect Suicide NoteA Poem by Emunah June.Something that came to me. Not based on a true story.
I never understood Why the Earth spins the way it does Or why I am the way I am Why I'm Stacey Why you're you Why we're all Still walking Even though we live Under a big ball of fire
Wouldn't we all Have burned by now? Foolish enough to touch the bulb Just out of our reach? Humans are like that We make careless mistakes That cost us everything and then some.
Why am I Stacey? Why am I Stacey? Why am I...Stacey?
I don't understand How there is so much fire around us And yet we do not live In a world of smoke and ash We live in a crisp Clean Organized world With no order And yet we still Understand it all
Who am I to take up matter In a world where we're still Fighting For food and space?
I'm Stacey is all Stacey Stacey Stacey...
I'm a girl Of fantasy and magic. Now you see me Now you dont.
-Stacey © 2011 Emunah June.Author's Note
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