by Naomi L. | May 16, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
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!
by Naomi L. | May 9, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
Is there a way I can thank you for all you’ve done for me?
Letting me grow up free while keeping me safe?
Opening so many doors for me throughout my childhood?
Voicing lessons that I could take with me for life?
Encouraging me every day to succeed?
Your love is the greatest blessing of all, for
Only you do everything to make me the best I can be, yet
Understand how to love me just the way I am.
Many things you’ve done for me, but I do have
One way to say thank you:
Mommy, I love you!
Happy Mother’s Day to my amazing mom! Thank you for everything you’ve ever done for me, and what you continue to do for me every day! God bless you always! I love you!
by Naomi L. | March 21, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
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!
by Naomi L. | February 21, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
A friend is a gift.
Someone you can talk to,
Someone you can trust,
Someone you love.
A true friend is a treasure.
Someone who talks to you,
Someone who is there for you,
Someone who loves you.
A true friend is
The greatest gift in the world.
And I’ve had one
My whole life.
You teach me much about life.
You talk to me freely about anything.
You watched me grow up
And helped me become
The person I am today.
And still you’re always there for me,
Letting me know you love me.
So thank you for everything
You’ve ever done for me.
Thank you for being a role model.
Thank you for being a leader.
Thank you for being a teacher.
But most of all,
Thank you for being
A friend for life.
Dedicated to my dad, an amazing father and one of the best friends I’ve ever had. Happy Birthday, Daddy! I love you!
by Naomi L. | February 14, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
They say there’s nothing like
A first kiss,
And thinking back on ours,
I have to say they’re right.
Do you remember
The magic we felt
On that Valentine’s Day?
We stopped by the point
Overlooking the garden.
What a lovely view it was,
Full of trees that stretched out
To the horizon.
You took me in your arms
And whispered in my ear
The beautiful words
That made my heart
Skip a beat.
Then you moved
A little closer
Until our lips touched,
And the next thing I knew,
I was getting lost in you.
It was soft, gentle, passionate.
An absolutely perfect kiss.
Some might say it’s cliché,
But I swear that for
That one sweet moment,
The world really did
Stop turning.
As you looked into
My eyes again,
I could see
The joy in yours.
I smiled with you,
For I felt it too:
We were in Heaven.
There’s nothing like
A first kiss
With someone you already love.
Dedicated to that special someone whose kisses always make me feel so loved. Happy Anniversary, and Happy Valentine’s Day! I love you, sweetheart!
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