Sarah

May 2016

Loveless

Wings

"Can you see my wings?"

"Yes"

"I'm a monster"

"Those aren't the wings of a monster"

"Then whose wings are they"

"Those are the wings of an angel"

"And what do angels dream of?"

"I... I don't know"

"Angels dream of becoming human"

Another translation

Some people have unique features. They are different. Their unique features are symbolized as wings above. They think of themselves as monsters but instead they should just think of them as angels. Why they choose to do with their uniqueness make them angels or monsters not their difference. And so they foolishly want to become normal again.

#hell #good #bad #heaven #choice #angels #wings #unique #monsters #uniqueness

Sarah May 2016

Maybe

Maybe it's my dropping eyes,
Tiered from all they've seen
Or my aching legs,
Sore from all the places they've explored

Maybe it's just the fact that I have a smile
And it's no longer a imposter on my face
Like I'm meant to be happy,
Meant to have enjoyed the day

For the first time in a while,
I have lived my day
I didn't sit there writting about others,
Instead I was the center of my story

For the first time in a while,
Im not ready for bed,
Because I want to be done with the day
Instead I'm ready,
Because I've had a fulfilling day,
And I'm ready for another

For a long time I didn't think I was meant to be happy; to have a day where I felt at peace with the world. But after today I've realized that maybe I am meant to lead a good life, to go to bed happy. These are the days you realize anything is possible.

May 2016

taia

the last goodbye

as i hug your body close to mine,
i feel my grasp tighten,
and my fingers clutch at folds of fabric.

this goodbye will break me.
you're the only thing holding me up,
and the second i let go i will crumble.

how could i become so dependent,
on you,
on this single soul?

be strong, they say, be fearless,
because fear is the enemy.
i ignored them.

but as i stand here,
holding you in an embrace for the last time,
every ounce of me is filled with remorse.

i regret not doing so many things,
simply because i was too afraid to.
fear was the enemy.

lessons learnt far too late,
my courage only now found.
but you're already gone.

#fear #goodbye #embrace #remorse

May 2016

ACMP

Calamity

I want this to end, but how do I start?

Sarah May 2016

happy

I used to be filled with rage
Than sorrow
Finally remorse
But now I’m happy
I’m happy for you
You’re moving on
And for a while I wasn’t
Keeping a hold on you
Not wanting to give up hope

Something happened
Don’t ask me what
But I’ve learned
I’ve learned that you gave me,
Something great
Countless memories
To keep in my pocket
Taking them out on a rainy day

I don’t hate you
I still love you
Just not in the burning way

I’m happy for you
For her
And I’m happy for me
You will always be a part of me
A part of my poems
But I will not think of you in sorrow
It’s time to write happily

sorry for this bad writing, but I've need to write a poem about how I'm no longer going to write about him, about the things I hate. I want to write about the beautiful things in my life, and felt that I need a transition poem.

#lettinggo

Sarah May 2016

Untitled

the blank page taunts me
my fingers can not find the right letters
my brain doesn't form any more beautiful words

there is nothing left,
no happiness
nothing beautiful to write about
not even sadness

without you I can not do anything
without you I seem to no longer write
you seem to have been my identity
my feelings

Sarah May 2016

Let go

Let go
what does that truly mean?
are we to fall to our deaths
or go on with our lives

how does one truly,
let go
are you to forget everything
or simple pretend you no longer care

let go
two words
so simple
but the action is so hard

What's better to let go with the chance of losing everything, or to hold on even when it hurts you more?