You are not your name.
Nor your weight or your height.
Your age can’t hold you back.
You cannot be defined.
Beneath it all
Deep in your heart
That is what defines
Who you really are.
The choices you make
The chances you take
The words you speak
The things you say
The way you dance
Like no one’s there.
The songs you sing
When no one cares.
Thoughts in your mind
Love in your heart
The sparkle in your eye
And the way you laugh.
The tears you cry
When no one knows.
The sadness you feel
When you’re all alone.
The mistakes you’ve made
The lessons you’ve learnt
The stories you’ve read
And what you’ve written.
The dimples in your cheeks.
The freckles on your nose.
The way you always blush
While smiling at the ground.
The adventures you had
And those to come.
The made-up songs
You tend to hum.
Your sleepy little snores.
The snorts in your laugh.
Every flaw that you possess
Makes you different than the rest.
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 9:33 AM UTC
He told her she was special;
That he’d never break her heart.
He’d stay with her forever;
They would never be apart.
She trusted his words,
Not once having doubts.
But little did she know,
It wasn’t her he cared about.
His love was warm
But it held no spark.
And when she needed him most,
He would leave her in the dark.
With deafening shouts, he made it clear.
His love for her had disappeared.
And once he knew she understood,
He slammed the door and left for good.
His words were empty.
His love had been a lie.
Yet still he holds her heart
Even after the last goodbye
She knew it would happen,
Truth be told.
But not once did she think
He could be this cold
The signs were there –
Clear as day.
She took no notice
And trusted him anyway
Despite being broken
She knew she’d heal.
For if love could fade
Then so could pain.
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 5:38 AM UTC
We live in a judgemental society
Where the real you is only abstract.
From a young age we are taught to believe
That only society can define how you act.
From the moment we enter the world
We are forced to sign a contact.
Torn away from freedom of opinion
We begin our journey with no way back.
Beauty overrules personality
Money defines your future
Being intelligent is a crime
And standing out makes you a loser.
The paths you choose to follow
Always end the same.
There is no way to escape society
Because we all have been chained.
People are ridiculed for being happy
But called weak when sad.
We dare not share our views
For we’d be labelled as mad.
We live in a judgemental society
Where no one seems to win.
Forced to be someone society defines,
The real you fades within.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:23 AM UTC
The sparkle in her eyes held joy.
The warmth in her cheeks held life.
But the wide smile beaming across her face
Was nothing more than a mere façade.
Hidden behind her joyful mask
Confined within the palisades of shame
Lingered a fragile porcelain soul
Consumed with grief and pain.
Not once did her smile drop
Not once did she dwell in distress
For greater than the weakness inside
Was the dignity she possessed.
Her mesmerising laughter echoed throughout the day
knowing her sobs would return that night again.
With tear-stained cheeks she lay in her bed
Millions of thoughts rushing through her head.
Every morning she woke with a smile
But through her eyes you could see her soul.
Held together with strings of pride
She refused to reveal the happiness they stole
She lived her life giving so much
Her deepest wish to please them all.
Living a life that was not real
Her strong façade began to fall.
Her hopes and dreams had disappeared
Reality becoming all she had feared.
As time went by her flame started to dim
And the chances of her survival were looking quite slim.
She stared into the distance with dead eyes
Wondering if they’d care enough to say goodbye.
With a deep sigh she accepted the truth
Deciding to end it all despite her youth.
With a pen she decided to finally confess
Why she had to escape this mess.
Folding the note she left it there
Hoping that someone might just care.
Emptiness had consumed her frail soul
And after one last sigh she fell into the hole.
Darkness encircled her falling figure
As she faded away and pulled the trigger.
Her arms were thin and bony
Her skin – pale as death
The sparkle her green eyes had once held
Disappeared as she took her last breath.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC