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AnaEhlana
AnaEhlana
26/F/Singapore Everything fades to black, always and all the time.
treasure all the moments even the tiny little ones because in a single flash everything could crash and you’d be wondering why despite everything that you had tried, you couldn’t keep these ones alive
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Nov 21, 2021
Nov 21, 2021 at 6:43 AM UTC
moments
every sad soul comes around once in awhile they settle down but once they’ve gained back their crown my silence overpowers their sound
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Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 1:14 PM UTC
Untitled
they say i have nothing to be sad for but they don’t know everything zero knowledge about my grief or, the fact that my heart’s always breaking they don’t see all the things i missed out on the way i yearn for my father to have been alive throughout every single moment that haunts, every birthday after ten that i’ve had to survive they don’t see the glistening in my eyes when it says “Dad” on the phone call and i watch from the sidelines wondering what it feels like as my heart falls & i don’t think i will ever heal from that kind of aching i will forever have to deal with the way it will always be hurting.
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
dad
to my love i hope you know your worth to my angel i hope you never turn into the devil to my happiness i hope you’re always full of smiles
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Sep 11, 2020
Sep 11, 2020 at 10:33 AM UTC
all in hopes
some days i worry that the person i said i won’t be will eventually end up to be the future me in ways that i never could dream what if i never get out of this mess worse, what if this is my best what if i fail all of life’s tests & what if the problems never get less
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Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 9:37 AM UTC
what if
I've been sad for as long as i can remember. The day my father died is when i started to wonder whether that is the natural state of a 10 year old, to lose a person who is supposed to see you through life until you can hold your own hand. As cruel as it sounds, I've been wondering when my mother's time will be up ever since he passed on. I keep preparing my mind, every time her birthday comes I tell myself "you've had her for an additional year, maybe this is it maybe this is when your luck runs out". I never cried about his passing from the day after. I was numbed and I've been numb about it throughout all these years. The only time I came close to crying was a few weeks after he was gone, I was watching the tv and something came up that I really wanted to tell him about. I turned my head to the back and I called out "Papa-". I stopped when I came to the realization that he was not there and he will never be able to hear and respond to the things I say anymore. Everyone thinks that because I was just ten years old, I wasn't affected much. Due to the fact that out of all my siblings I was the one who knew him the shortest, they thought that I couldn't be the saddest. But that was my father too, I loved him too, I was his daughter too. Everyone thought they were the saddest person. They were so busy with their own sadness, they never checked on mine. They never asked how I was doing, they never explained death nor did they provided solace to my lost and broken soul. To a ten year old who had to figure out her own emotions, the easiest way was to **** it up and keep it inside. & when you go through something like that, you'll understand why I say I'll always be sad.
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
excerpt of my sadness
I've been sad for as long as i can remember. The day my father died is when i started to wonder whether that is the natural state of a 10 year old, to lose a person who is supposed to see you through life until you can hold your own hand. As cruel as it sounds, I've been wondering when my mother's time will be up ever since he passed on. I keep preparing my mind, every time her birthday comes I tell myself "you've had her for an additional year, maybe this is it maybe this is when your luck runs out". I never cried about his passing from the day after. I was numbed and I've been numb about it throughout all these years. The only time I came close to crying was a few weeks after he was gone, I was watching the tv and something came up that I really wanted to tell him about. I turned my head to the back and I called out "Papa-". I stopped when I came to the realization that he was not there and he will never be able to hear and respond to the things I say anymore. Everyone thinks that because I was just ten years old, I wasn't affected much. Due to the fact that out of all my siblings I was the one who knew him the shortest, they thought that I couldn't be the saddest. But that was my father too, I loved him too, I was his daughter too. Everyone thought they were the saddest person. They were so busy with their own sadness, they never checked on mine. They never asked how I was doing, they never explained death nor did they provided solace to my lost and broken soul. To a ten year old who had to figure out her own emotions, the easiest way was to **** it up and keep it inside. & when you go through something like that, you'll understand why I say I'll always be sad.
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there are some things you can't say moments that pull you back into the past they ask how you became so **** crazy but everything really went by too fast you couldn't talk about it because who would understand days when you were confused nights you were ripped apart a million hours have gone by yet the same things stuck to your mind the same questions, what how and why all while acting you're fine memories of you saying no flashbacks of them saying yes instead your mind whispers back, ******* *** & with time you agree, your soul dead
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 11:18 AM UTC
dead soul
some things I can’t change; the way I’ll always feel scared in any relatively new situations or with any kind of changes some things I can’t forget; the way my heart has hurt in grieving a few deaths or managing a few messes but i hope i can always count on you to not be a part of the things that change or a fragment of my broken heart
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 8:00 PM UTC
someone constant
did it **** you knowing what you knew did life take a turn when what you thought was, wasn’t
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Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
the truth
i loved & lost gave all including my best but i was just cheating myself thinking i had the best of our lives I’ve tried convincing my heart that we have everything we needed we can fight our past mistakes & throw the dirt into the lake maybe all that we really should do is to cut this thing through live in our own lives stop trying to fix this whole mess & maybe in time to come we can put all our demons to rest embrace each other as soul mates and live a life full of happiness
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
me & you