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The Chained Man By Manuel Berdecia Medina In the midst of the crowd the lone sinner is left to his own thoughts In reality he is but a leaf floating in the wind At times he shows how he truly feels shown plainly on his face But in the eyes of those so called “friends” the pain does not show In his dreams he wishes for the life he knows he can't have In his mind he pulls the trigger that so desperately hangs over his head He aches for the love of the one he knows will never be his This fact agonizes him to the point of madness The point where the dark drives him to a corner Where it tries its hardest to break him Funny thing is

The River By Manuel Berdecia Medina The thoughts swirl around like the river Slowly pulling me across the waves Feeling at a loss what to say and not sure what to feel Happiness and sadness intermingle like tender lovers Can not tell the difference between madness and silence I jump into the fire just to feel something that I know is for certain For what lies within my mind is never crystal Well now that would be a lie There is one thing that has become clear as the surface of a diamond This thing is...well it is the feelings I have for her I know exactly how I feel about her Already I know what it is I want If I were to be faced against

You and I were fire by Manuel Berdecia Medina I feel the heat burn within me like an unstoppable tidal wave crashing across the shore It scorches my skin and leaves me burned marring my skin with its sweet caress Try as I may, I can not hold the flame within my hands Though like the foolish Icarus I wish to get so close to the sun To just reach out and touch it In the end that is what will be my demise For the things that I love are too dangerous for me to hold Even with this fact in my mind I still take hold of those that I care for taking on the pain Wincing and gritting my teeth on the inside but showing the warmest smile that I can ma

The Wanderer By Manuel Berdecia Medina The wanderer has spent his time searching Always searching for something that is beyond his reach Blinded by his own ambitions he sees not what the world is telling him Telling him that what he seeks may never be found Still he goes onward Hopelessly optimistic through all the perils that befall him He trudges through them still searching for that one thing Not caring for the half-truths that cut at his heart Told from friends he trusts He wants to believe that he can find what he is looking for That the Journey he has embarked on is worthwhile Is that not what we all wish for? That our hopes and drea

The Change by Manuel Berdecia Medina The words so meaningful in one ear, fall silent on another The affection so coveted by the mourning listener fall easily upon the apathetic dancer The strings pull and twist around the wrists of the children Making them dance to the tune of their parents’ own prejudice agenda That one rare kid sitting in the back plays with the razor’s edge Knowing all too well how deep the metaphorical blade cuts The girl with the all knowing mind is struck mute by the horrors that she has seen Unable to tell the world of the tragedies befalling it Forced to sit back and try to make meaning through her writ

How I feel by Manuel Berdecia Medina The feeling of her breath against my skin makes me soar, I can not even count the ways that the sight of her smile makes me feel on top of the world. A guardian, a shoulder to cry on, a friend to talk, a love to lay with, these things and many more I will be for her. To keep her safe I would become the devil, or a martyr as needed. I would give up any possession I own to be with her Words are not enough to explain the feelings that I hold for her At times my feelings burn like an ancient roaring flame soaring high enough to touch the skies While on the other hand it can be as cool as the ocean washing ov