Out
Keys
Click
Open
Sit
Shut
Turn
Start
Go
Cruising
Calm
Light
Yellow
Slow
Red
Stop
Wait
Green
Move
Hurry
Cross
Blind
Speeding
Screech
Ram
Spinning
Screaming
Flipping
Halt
Stunned
Pain
Ringing
Bleeding
Broken
Trapped
Panting
Listen
Sirens
Cry
Blurring
Fading
Whisper
Darkness
Help…
Silence.
Teaching me everything you know about
How to succeed in this world will
Always be the greatest gift you’ve ever given me.
Never will I forget all the
Knowledge you’ve shared to help me be the best I can be.
Your love and wisdom are blessings,
Opening my eyes to new ideas and
Unbelievable experiences that I can take with me for life.
Days, weeks, years may pass, but
As life goes on, this message of gratitude remains in my heart:
Daddy, thank you for everything! I love you!
Happy Father’s Day to my awesome dad! Thank you for all you’ve ever taught me about life! I value and cherish your wisdom every day! I love you!
To stop me in my tracks,
To root me to the spot,
To fix my subtle gaze,
It takes one look.
To slow my racing heart,
To make me catch my breath,
To chill me to my core,
It takes one breath.
To make my heartbeat skip,
To take away the world,
To make me feel alive,
It takes one kiss.
One look,
One breath,
One kiss,
From you.
And all my fears will fade
As all my dreams come true
In one romantic kiss
With you.
So hold me in your arms
And love me all your life,
And always I will live
To be with you.
And every look I spare,
And every breath I take,
And every kiss I give
Will be for you.
My love,
My life,
My One.
Yet another old poem I dug up. As you can imagine, I wrote this while thinking about someone special. Fun fact: he was so inspired by my poem that he wrote music for it and used these words as lyrics. For now the song is just between us, but maybe we’ll share it someday. Hope you enjoy the piece! Thanks for reading!
I’m so sick.
I’m tired.
Did I fail?
Have I done anything right?
Am I doing anything right?
What do my feelings count for?
Anything?
Are they worthless?
Am I worthless?
No, I’m not.
I hate feeling so lonely.
I don’t talk to anyone.
But I want to.
I miss talking to someone.
I just want to be heard.
Is there any respect for me?
For how I feel?
I feel undermined,
Without value.
I’m afraid.
I’ve brought this on myself
Because I’m afraid.
Afraid of what they will say.
I don’t want their advice sometimes.
I just want someone to listen.
I’ve been reduced to talking to myself.
Because I feel like only I hear me.
Someone please listen.
Please listen.
Please.
I feel so alone.
I’m not like you.
My feelings don’t go away
With just a smile.
They come back,
Even worse,
If left unshared.
They must be set free.
I can’t let go.
I’m not like you.
I can’t let go
Of my sadness
And anger
And fear,
Not by myself.
I have to release them
To the world.
I want to scream,
And break things,
And hurt myself
When I’m left alone too long.
The feelings build up inside me,
And I can’t let them go by myself.
They have nowhere to go,
So they come back.
They need somewhere to go.
So I need to be heard.
I need someone to listen,
And not make me afraid to speak.
Do not undermine me.
Do not belittle my emotions.
Respect me.
They are big to me,
They are important to me.
Listen,
And they will be set free.
And I will be free.
While feeling particularly blue one day, I decided to turn my angst into a writing exercise. I took a pencil and a sheet of paper and just kept writing nonstop until I reached the bottom of the page. This is what came out. The poem is made purely of raw emotion; the only editing I did was to arrange one long paragraph into poetic verses. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
Standing here within my bedroom,
Looking through the open window,
Staring out onto the street,
I see nothing.
Lying still upon my bed
As the sun recedes outside,
Breathing slowly, my eyes closed,
I hear nothing.
When I walk across my campus,
When I move along the streets,
When I stand at my front door,
I feel nothing.
Why am I here?
It was no fault of mine.
It was no choice of mine.
It was no wish of mine.
And yet, here I am.
In a world where I am blind,
In a world where I am deaf,
In a world where I don’t feel.
I am lost.
But I will be found.
I look out my open window.
To the north, I turn my gaze.
The horizon in the distance
Hides a place of better days.
For beyond the north horizon
Lie the promises of change.
The promise of dreams,
The promise of hope,
The promise of love.
My body is here.
My mind is here.
But my heart wanders elsewhere,
In that land to the north.
My past was not here.
My future is not here.
My life will not be here.
Not here, but in the north.
So come and find me where I lie.
Hear me as I breathe a sigh.
See me as I close my eyes
And very gently start to cry.
Come sit beside me, wipe my tears.
Raise my hopes and drown my fears.
Tell me that you’re here today
So I can smile and hear you say
That you came to take me away.
Yet another old poem I recently dug up. This one was written a few years ago, at a time when I was feeling especially homesick for America. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
I was inspired to share this poem after reading this blog post by Vanessa Levin-Pompetzki. You should totally check out her blog. She’s pretty awesome!
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