As I turn a year older
I hope to have a wiser mind
I wish to have stronger will
A chance to be happier
As I turn a year older
I want the next to be as fulfilling as this
To say goodbye to my old self
Knowing that I evolved into something better
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 9:07 AM UTC
and then I asked you,
"What's your biggest fear?"
you gave me a quivering sigh,
looked at me straight in the eyes
and said,
"It's that eventually, you will see me
the way I see myself."
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 3:52 AM UTC
Loneliness is;
Being surrounded by a wealth of people
Forever feeling so poor.
To observe and have so much to say
Communication a chore
The gulf of distance between two friends
Despite being so close
The desire to celebrate and entertain
But nobody to host
To be sat in the warm glow of the fire
But feel so bitter with cold
See life going on all around you
Never truly in the fold.
To know of your family's embrace
But never be held.
To understand the beauty of colour,
But only see grey.
I am here,
Can you see me?
Do I matter
To any degree?
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC
Sometimes I have good days
Where I feel like sadness
Has absolutely no way of catching up to me.
But then there are other days...
Those days of blank emotions
And completely disassociating myself
From the rest of the world.
I don’t feel real.
I feel numb and loose.
And I drown myself in defeat.
These feelings-
They come out of nowhere
To a point where I feel alone
In a crowd of lonely people
Who are just trying to get by their days
With the same old routines
And the same old smiles.
Sadness is a funny thing, I guess
Oh, the irony.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
i.
there are days
when my stars
align just for me.
my inner cosmos
telling me to write
about the pain.
my inner cosmos
telling me to expand
the universe within.
ii.
there are days
when my stars
collapse.
i am made of pure
darkness.
i am made of pure
anxiety—
terrified of not seeing
the sun again.
iii.
there are days
when my stars
rise—
like the infinite suns
that they are.
illuminating my being.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 5:13 PM UTC
6th of December,
The one born is my mother.
As she grows older,
Her smile still like no other.
Always there to help me,
Her love for me as big as the sea.
Beautiful like a flower,
My mom has superpowers.
I wish for her in this special day,
May she be happy in many ways.
The warmth she always gives,
I want her to receive.
Thankful for this day,
For God gave me the best mother I could ever have in every way.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Looks are very deceiving.
They see peace and happiness.
There's chaos happening inside.
A ray of sunshine that smiles.
But a heart breaking every beat.
Surrounded by people.
But completely alone.
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 4:07 AM UTC