Hannah

Hannah Oct 2018

Ugly

Everything is ugly
her body, her words, her laugh
she longs for perfection
but only slips deeper into emptiness
until she becomes less than nothing

Hannah Sep 2018

Honeydew

How I wish I could split open my stomach
and gut myself like a honeydew

Hannah Sep 2018

The Always

I am the sun, the moon, and the stars.
I am the very air you breathe.
The very reason for your existence.
I am the hope for the hopeless.
The joy that fills the joyful.
I am more than the temporary.
More than this.
I am the everything.
The permanent.
The safety.
I breathe words into the sky.
I whisper love into your soul.
I am the wind whistling through the leaves. Caressing your skin in the midnight.
I am the constant.
The always.
The light.

Hannah Sep 2018

The Voice

She likes to whisper
strange things in my ear
and today I finally
whispered back

Hannah Jul 2018

To be Profound

she spent all her words
and all her thoughts
trying to be profound
in the way she healed others
but little did she know
all I ever needed was
“I love you”
yet she never said it once
too wrapped up in her extravagant mind

Hannah Jul 2018

When I Become a Mom

When I become a mom
I hope to teach my child the power of love
and the importance of kindness
I hope they’ll trust me enough
to show me their beast
and know I will always welcome them
with arms wide open
loving them with my whole heart

when I become a mom
I want to be a role model
A mother that uplifts their child
but also knows when to draw the line
I hope to be the calm in their chaos
and a safe place when they struggle
I want to be an inspiration
and their best friend

When I become a mom
I want to follow YOUR example
wishing for my child to love me as I did you
because when I think of what kind of mom I’ll be
I always hope I’ll be at least half the mom
that you were to me

To Candra,
The mother that was there when my own mom couldn’t be. Thank you for being the reason I believe in genuine goodness. You are my person.

Jul 2018

ali

gray

i've run out of poetry,
and now all i'm left with
is gray.

gray surroundings,
gray people.
i'm lost in a world
that's lost in itself.

i can't find the words
to even say what i'm feeling,
because all i see is confusion
staring right back at me.

i'm in a room full of mirrors,
my own reflection
not appearing
because i've lost myself
in the depths of my thoughts.

someone,
please find me,
someone, anyone,
i'm gasping for air
that's not even there.

no one understands,
yet you're all here to listen.

there's only one problem.

i can't find the words-
i've run out of poetry.

my solution to having writer's block but also desperately needing to write at the same time

#gray #confusion #emotions #poetry