Poetry

To you

With each day that passes, my longing grows. My favorite part of thinking about you are the uncontrollable grins God & my close friends see when I speak about you. I wish you knew how intentional I have become about your well-being and success, I pray for you. They go something along these lines: Who… Continue reading To you

Her Logic

Questioning

They say it is part of our nature, the foundation of what makes us human, what makes us relate to one another. We all have questions; why am I, what could have I, how could you... Questions we may never get answers to and those who do, boy aren't you lucky. A million questions fill… Continue reading Questioning

Her Logic

A while

For the longest time I've shied away from feeling, for each time I do I just get so sad and confused. You know, we often speak about community; not having to go through things on your own, but why do I feel like I'm doing all this on my own. Day by day, weeks by… Continue reading A while

Poetry

Bail

Heart worn on sleeve, trigger warnings given before she speaks, yet you victimize her making her feel like she was ill. Can you not see the strength it took to love you when her world is falling apart, To support and come to your aid with the little strength she harbored in her heart. She… Continue reading Bail

Poetry

Morning

Hands shivering, heart pounding, the sun no where to be found, Pillow soiled, eye lids involuntarily shut, stinging headache, All mornings have been like this, spells lasting more than others. Prolonged bathroom breaks, mirror avoidance, silent echoes of silent cries, Noting down emotions, 8 consecutive weeks of putting on a brave face holding on to… Continue reading Morning

Jute Sack

Chapter 3

Growing up wasn't all rosie for me. I faced my own share of self-inflicted and circumstantial hurdles. As a child, I often dreamt of a life a lot simpler and easier. A life where no one would know pain or question their worth, I soon realized that such a life is just a fantasy. I've… Continue reading Chapter 3

Poetry

Avoidance

Common chain of thought; okay smile don't let them worry, when asked say "I'll be fine" Mask your inability to write, something you once found pleasure in. Hide your new developed sense of hopeless, remember don't make them worry... Keep it to yourself, no one wants to deal with expressions of emotional distress. The world… Continue reading Avoidance

Poetry

Open book

Sitting on my bed thinking about life and how things work. I can't help but wonder if we'll all go through similar experiences at some point in our lives. Will we all experience loneliness? loneliness so deep that you can't pin point when it started. Will we all experience confusion? The inability to distinguish life's… Continue reading Open book

Poetry

Manual

Life, something we can never fully prepare for. Like many, I had to learn the hard way, not so great choices weighing on my conscious. If only there was a manual to prepare you for all this. Maybe there is, I just didn't have the privilege to have access to it. See life is very… Continue reading Manual

His World · Poetry

It’s Ok

It's okay to feel lost at times,It's okay to cry.Having a fragmented heart does not prevent you from loving wholly, because although we are different, we are one in the fact that we all have the experience of being human and experiencing our fair share of suffering, pain and confusion. It's okay to love again.It's… Continue reading It’s Ok