Aidan

Sep 2018

Esther

She may be broken now but the thing is

Her brokenness is strength,
seen as weakness by others,
it becomes one of her greatest strengths
It will bring forth a never-ending length
of inspiration, goals, and desires

Her brokenness is healing,
As her scars, wounds and
bruises begin to fade
a new sense of self,
one she is yet to be acquainted with emerges
Here she will realize
her brokenness is not what defines her,
but simply her will.

Greater than the eye of a storm,
her strength stretches further than
the roots of a grandmother willow
whom has bared generations on generation.

Like a baby who opens its eyes for the first time
Her eyes will squint and twinkle at the light of her true worth
She embraces the light, she soaks in the light,
she allows the light engulfs her for she now know who she is.

Giving was her weakness.
Giving was her strength.
In her light, she sees her power to control what to give,
who to give and when to give.
No longer will she give to those who only take from her
to those who only drain her.
She will give to those who fill her,
she gives to those who give to her
because they know the light of her worth.

The light of her worth
Her light
Her worth
Her

#strength #hope #light #growth #worth

Aidan Sep 2018

High School

Everything has been said
Everything has been documented to some extent
What is the point in changing when everything is all planned out?
Why can't there be a reset or delete in life for that one moment?
For that one time where I've acted out of character?

There never is any forgivness
Only constant reminders of what I have done.
What will never lie down.
Who can live like this?
It is a crazy way to live.

Everything you do defines you they say
Do not slip up
Do not look at someone the wrong way.
Everything has a consequence
Everything has a reward.
For whom?
That is for you and I to figure out.

Only four years of this.
Only four years of the judging
Then it is off to a better place where all of it melts away
Where all the drama is left behind,
Waiting to be revisited in ten or twenty years.

Goodbye.
Hopefully for a long time
Because I am not going to the sequel.

Just a personal take about what is said to be the four most important years before college.

#choices #highschool #reminders

Aidan Apr 2018

Too Much

It’s too much,
The world, the expectations.
It’s all too much.
How can you put this on a teenager
I’m still learning who I am in this world
And you put this on me as well?

Did I do something wrong for this to happen?
What can I do to fix this?
All of these stereotypes are not me,
So why are you trying to make me conform?
Why are you trying to turn me into the norm?

It’s all too much.
You expect me to do a lot of things
My life is only so long
I can only do so much
Don’t force to me to become a perfect human
Don’t force to me to be who I am not
It’s my life
And you’re making it too much to handle.

I need to figure it out on my own
Without any guidelines to hold me back.
I will reach my potential
All you need to do is allow me to succeed.
You may be surprised at what you see
You may actually be proud.

Just give me a chance
And I’ll prove to you that
I can create you’re too much,
Into a just right for me.

A personal internal struggle of fitting in and learning that not everyone can be pleased. It’s too much to think about what others may think even though it is very tempting.

#fittingin #expectations #breakingout

Aidan Apr 2018

Afterthought

Goodbye is all that can be uttered
We all knew that if anything else was said then,
They would come
They would come and take away all that is good
For every light shining upon us,
There is a darkness that has not been noticed.

If any other word had a strong impact,
It would be said,
If there was any action that can be done,
It would happen.
Unfortunately,
Miracles are not the cure
Only time and healing.

Oh how I swore to never utter those words
Only time and healing is the cure,
I have never believed it,
Why should I tell a tale that is not true?
I should not bite my tongue
I should not be disgusted by my words.
But it has finally happened,
The world has broke me.

And for that I bid everyone a good day
A good afternoon
A good night
There is nothing left to say if lies remain true,
There is nothing left to say when no one speaks
There is nothing left to say to an empty room
Filled with people
With nothing original in their minds.

This is about the hardships everyone has faced at some point. When we feel we are talking to a blank wall. To a person who is listening but not comprehending the meaning.

#realityhits #alone

Apr 2018

She Writes

I’d Rather Write

I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me

#write #pen #ink #paper #words #disappoint #writer #poetry #poem #poet

Mar 2018

Skye Marshmallow

Maybe

Maybe
It was the way
Your neon eyes
Lit up in mine
And the world
Glowed a
Kaleidoscope of
Rainbow colours

Maybe
It was being
Wrapped in your
Bronze arms
And feeling so
Very safe
So warm
Next to you

Maybe
It was grey tears
Comforted by your
Soothing voice
That cheers me on
Rubbing out the dull
Rendering me
Sunshine yellow

Maybe
It was being
Called beautiful
Because I was like
Poetry and sunsets
Great towering mountains
Pretty just
Didn't do justice

Maybe
It was our
Midnight phone calls
And feeling like
I could scrape the
Deep blue canvas sky
And twirl amoung
The blinking stars

Maybe
It was all of it
Mixed like
Paint on an
Artists palette
Pinks, reds, oranges,
Spelling out a lone word
Love.

To be young and in love.

#love

Aidan Mar 2018

In the Shadows

I tend to hide
My mind screaming,
My thoughts buzzing,
But nothing escaping my mouth.
All of the questions,
Comments,
Are bottled up.
Never to be heard,
Never to be understood.
It's never one's fault
Sharing emotions is a norm,
It's more abnormal.
How I admire those that can.
The truth is so much easier to come out
When it's with people who understand
when it's with people who've gone through it as well.
Maybe tomorrow it will change.

#hope #restoration #outsider