The monkey in you!!!

Have you looked at the eyes.

Of a monkey before.

A funny sophisticated little creature.

A bored mind.

Made to make fun of a little cage.

And a monkey near by.

Its joy and excitement.

Drained out little by little.

Its dreams of freedom.

Cut short by the count of the day.

Its heart is lonely.

Its voice is broken.

But still it makes a will to live.

Waits for that break free.

Take a cue from this creature.

Do not let your cage define you.

No matter how broken your works are.

No matter what the world throws at you.

You live for you and no one else.

Death never brings happiness.

Crying never makes sense.

I know your life might seem rough.

But as the monkey.

There's always a reason to live.

What's yours???

              Diu

For The Beauty That Is Me.

Am judged by my looks and body.

Am rushed like a piece of meat.

Waiting to be butchered .

Am told am not beautiful.

Unless I get the attention.

That makes me important.

My brain is down graded.

My heart is broken down.

My self esteem is left to rot.

How do I compete with the ways of the world.

When my mind is asked of its existences.

If I fall I seem weak.

But if I don't I seem unfair.

From the beginning of time.

I have been taken as a price.

Always and forever be for the highest bidder.

Used and dumped and allowed to mend,

The pieces of my heart.

I have always taken what the world threw at me.

Made the mistake of what others thought of me,

Be the death of me.

But am beautiful no matter my shape or size.

Am different because of my thought of mind.

Am unique no matter what anyone says.

For I am a girl, a lady and a woman.

                 Diu

THE LOST DAYS

It took me a while to write this piece.

Cause I wanted to write from my heart.

I wanted the words of my depression to speak to you.

I cannot say that I have figured out the secrets of beating this inner demon,

That seems so wild and untamed.

But I can say that I can try to manage it.

Some might say that a depressed being is a lost cause.

Cause your emotions are heightened.

And the very skin that cloths you.

Seems like an unknown life source.

But with all that something beautiful can be made from that.

This topic is very high between teenagers. Because we are trying to find our identities and get consumed in our world of social destruction. 

So many young men and women of the future have taken their lives because they cannot handle this inner cage.

But it doesn't get easier as we get older.

Cause it comes as something different when we grow older.

One icon that has proven to us all that this demon can be tamed is the Late Nelson Mandela.

Who showed me that we cannot use our depressed mind to benefit our situation.

It can be the flame to our freedom, our success, our sanity.

To learn to love yourself even if the whole world hates you.

There's always someone who says something negative.

Or a friend who kills your joy.

But even the worst fires can be extinguish with the right tools.

Do not let this disease consume you.

Talk to someone, yourself break the bounds,

That cause you to hate the wonderful person you are.

But even the inner bitch has a mute button.

Just find yours.

             Diu