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Apr 2020 · 59
Nyctophelia
Aspen Apr 2020
They shun me, they fear me,
They force me to be something I’m not
They force  me to be sunlight,
to dance with pure white clouds and the blue sky
Even though I dance with the moon and stars
I am darkness

Only the moon knows my pains and my secrets
Only the stars wink back with encouragement
in my sorrow laments

They say that I should be bright and happy
But to darkness I shall forever succumb
To darkness I shall find peace
With the dark of the night, I shall be
And with the winking stars and pale white moon
I shall dance
Nyctophelia: (n.) love of darkness or night. Finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness

Day 3 of the national poetry month 30 day writing challenge
Apr 2020 · 97
April Showers
Aspen Apr 2020
Although you may be in an inclement storm
The thunder shaking you
It’s gusts threatening to knock you down
Do not forget that after each storm
Comes a rainbow

Although you may be in an April Shower, or even an April storm
Remember that, even the sky smiles with sunlight after it sheds its tears
And the earth smiles with it, bringing greenery and life,
dotting the dirt with colorful flowers

Because in the end, April Showers bring May flowers
Things will get better and darkness is not forever
Day 2 of the 30 day writing prompt challenge for national poetry month: April Showers
Apr 2020 · 76
A Fresh Start
Aspen Apr 2020
I have fought many battles, cried many tears
Surrendered and created new fears
I have fell, stumbled, and crawled
I have felt pain

But here is a new opportunity,
A new start to heal
A new sunrise
To follow so that I not only run, I fly

So farewell to those who drag me down
Farewell to those who inflict pain
I am going to a place
Where I won’t drown
In your toxic oceans

I will soar and fly although I may fall
And I won’t stop this fight, till I win it all
April--National poetry month day 1: A fresh start

I might post two poems a day it really depends on how much time I have and whether I'm motivated XD
Jan 2020 · 148
Queer
Aspen Jan 2020
I see people staring on the streets
As they confine me into either box
"boy" or "girl" those labels slapped on me
But truth to be told I am neither
I am non-binary
Agender, more specifically

And although some people can't know
I'm queer and it's beautiful

People often call me weird, odd, or peculiar
Heck, some people even call me disgusting
But...I prefer a different word, some word that holds more light
"Queer" as in different
A word that once was  a word of disgrace but now holds glory

Although people may say it's a sin
I just remind myself
That I am queer and I am me...and that is enough
I am enough and I am beautiful
Jan 2020 · 51
Spark
Aspen Jan 2020
When you were here
So many sparks flew in the air
Just like butterflies with fiery wings

Back then
Christmas had it's joys and it...actually felt like Christmas
The performances we did together
were thrilling

My emotions were a mess but it's now a complete enigma
Now that your gone
I'm searching and scanning for any sign
of love in each and everyone I meet's eye
My heart is so lost without you

Christmas just feels like an ordinary day
Christmas season is non-existent, cause your not in it
The performances are nerve racking
And some days I just want to quit and give it up forever

The things I used to enjoy
don't have the same spark
Those butterflies with fiery wings
are dead and long gone
Those songs we used to sing together
are now void of sparks and butterflies
The butterflies with wings of flame are long dead and gone
Jan 2020 · 54
Stains
Aspen Jan 2020
I turn to a new clean page
To start a new chapter in my life
To forget the past, to start anew
To paint a picture that is not filled with tears, pain or suffering
A picture where I don't cry at night, rather I sleep soundly
A picture where I see my body as a home, rather than filled with cracks and flaws
A picture of the images of my imaginations, filled with sparks of life and magic

But that page still has stains
From the broken parts of me...from the past
Rain stains, that fell from my eyes with gray and dark blue ink
from the times I was on the verge of falling off that cliff of stability,
on the verge of losing it all and giving up
Blood stains,
from the times when I drew a straight red line with a silver pen
and see the red paint dripping down on my arms
Those battles, some almost ending in defeat
But most of all,
I see the aftermath of a storm
Stains of debris of trauma, fear, and heartbreak
From the times where I have learned that
When you fall, no one can catch you
Not even your friends....who you thought you could trust
Who you thought will never leave you, but lied

Although I turn to a new page
To a white, pure smooth piece of paper
There will always be the stains
of all my pain
that will never go away
Jan 2020 · 762
Stranger in the mirror
Aspen Jan 2020
Where is home? Where is the place that I belong?
I stare into the mirror and see someone else
Long hair, makeup, wearing a dress
Why is my reflection a stranger?
Why isn't the place where my soul dwells
not a place I can call home?

Where is the place that I can go
when I need someone to rely on?
Where is the place where someone understands?
Where is the place where I don't have to hide?
A place where I can let my guard down,
and break the walls that surround my heart

When can I spread my wings?
When will I arrive
To a place where I can finally see myself  in each mirror I turn to
To a place where I belong?
To a place where I can call home?

I know the fight to get home
Is a long and hard one,
full of pain and sorrow
Full of tears and bitterness
Though I am in a dark tunnel now
I can see the light, at the end of the darkness
a place where I can truly be me
A place where no one stops and stares
and asks me what is wrong with me
A place where no one looks at me strangely
A place where I don't have to be scared

It's not my time to spread my wings yet
But when I do, I will touch the sky and be at the peak of my life
and finally...
be surrounded by people I can truly call a family
A place full of love
A place where I can truly be me
To a place I call home
Soooo...I think some of you know and it's kinda obvious because it's in my description. I am agender...and although I may not be in the most supportive place where I can truly be myself, I know that the time will come where I can finally spread my wings and truly be me. Thank you so much to all my allies who support me! To the people who are struggling with issues caused by ****** orientation/ gender identity, you are not alone...don't give up! Remember that you are valid and loved and that one day, you will be able to spread your wings and be your true authentic self!
Oct 2019 · 158
That special one
Aspen Oct 2019
Laughing till our stomach hurts
But we are still unsure
Though our time is short together
In less than two years we'll be writing letters instead

You are that special someone
I lose my breath when I look at you, girl
Especially when your eyes seem to fly when you put wings on them
Our moments together are sweet but go by in a whirl
Why are you so afraid?
If you love me why don't you just say?

Our love may be forbidden
Although it has to be hidden
It can still be our little secret
So just say, that you love me back
if you love me back

Those jokes you make are so insane
I promise, I meant it in a good way
Your art skills never leave me unamazed

You have picked me up from my darkest times
You brought me back into the light
You have shown be the way
to be brave
and to put myself out there
without a care

I love you so much but I'm scared that if I say
That I love you our friendship might break
So please, tell me that you love me girl

And though people say that you are quite crazy
an odd one with her head stuck in daisies
to me you are that one special one
Oct 2019 · 131
Grief for the dead
Aspen Oct 2019
Grief, is a terrible thing
that pains the soul
Everyone has felt it as some point in there lives

But not everyone's cry is heard
Those who keep a strong face
Eyes dry of tears
Mouth silent of wails
Those who truly care
But do not know how to handle such darkness
and the storm that is said to bash the little bird

They have been told to be strong all their lives
As they were beaten
As they were dodging from objects aimed at them

Crying will just make it worse
All you have to do is just shut your mouth
and not make a sound
and you will only get one bruise
instead of two

And now their at the funeral
where their grandma's coffin is
Now their dad is beating them
to make them shed a tear

But after all they've been through
After building up the walls
And making all those masks
of being a perfect, straight, cis,
positive, sunshine girl
that their parents expect them to be
how could they destroy all their hard work?
Their art work of masks?
Of their walls?
Of all those shields they made?

They only cry when it is dark
and the whole world is silent
That is the only time that the gates are unlocked
And all they ask...is a crumb-of understanding
Aug 2019 · 165
Same World
Aspen Aug 2019
You are in a place full of strangers
a different world
than the one I live in
3 hours away somewhere out there
I hope your happy now

Though you probably are smiling
living without me
I know your thoughts don't contain me anymore
just don't forget me
and remember

We live under the same sky
We sleep under the same stars
We bask under the same sun
We dance under the same moonlight
and we still live in the same world

You are finally free and happy
I'm still here imagining
that you'll come back to me
At night I can hold you in my arms
You visit me in my dreams
But when I wake up your gone

Even though I know it's impossible
I'm still waiting for you to come back
and be here with me
But all I can do is remember you
and the memories you left me
I hope you remember me like this too
Aug 2019 · 148
Aftermath
Aspen Aug 2019
You picked up your suitcases
Left without looking back
You didn't even say one last word to me

You are finally set free
to a place where you belong
to a place where you will call your true home
You are finally free
from all the misery
from the place you hated

Well since your gone,

I won't let you drag me down anymore
I won't shed anymore tears on you
I know that your not my source of happiness
I know our time is up
and it's time to say goodbye
and I'll be fine

I'll stop looking at our old messages
I will fight all these feelings I had for you
I will ignore the pain in my heart and lungs
I will move forward and never look back
Just like the way you left

You have done your part in my life
I have done my part in yours
Your happiness does not contain me
So I won't let my happiness contain you

Though it will be tough
and some days will be quite rough
I know I will make it through one day
Before long, I'll be used to you being away
Cause it's time to free myself too
Jun 2019 · 238
Grieving for a living soul
Aspen Jun 2019
Grief
wakes you up at 4:30 in the morning
because you were dreaming about him
and that dream was too painful
Now, not even sleep is an escape

Grief
it makes you cry for a little bit during the day
but it never lets you cry for long
because others are watching
so you have no choice but to put on that mask and wait for the night

but then night comes
and grief chains those tears
ties your feelings into a box
and you drown in those waves of emotions
of longing, loneliness, and sadness
you want to cry and let it all out
maybe the pain will go away...
but this grief will not let you

Grief
Replays all the moments in your head
puts your last moments together on rewind
making you miss them more

Logic comes in and says
"He will be happier somewhere else in someone else's arms"
But grief says
"You will never see him again and he will always be in a faraway place"
A place...
where his name is known
but your's isn't
A place that he will forget you

Grief
Is listening to a song you used to dance to
and remembering it all
waves of emotions bashing you against the rocks
with your soul barely clinging to life

Grief
is constantly drowning you
and ******* all the hope you have...
but at the same time creating a hopeless hope
that this person will come back
a hopeless hope that you will be in his arms again

Though this person is still on this earth
You know that you will never see him again
Though this person is still breathing
You will never feel his breath against your cheek or hear him breathe
Though he can still hug people
You won't feel his embrace any longer
Though this person can still laugh and smile
You won't see his smile and you won't hear his laugh
You won't even be able to make him laugh or smile
because he is no longer with you
Though his eyes still shine like stars and are full of life
You will never see that same light again
that light of life
Though this person's soul is alive
You won't hurt any less
Than if he was dead
Yep...I'm going through a tough stage of my life emotionally...and I might be writing a lot so...if I am annoying you, I'm sorry....
Jun 2019 · 164
Missing someone
Aspen Jun 2019
Missing someone
Is replaying all the moments from when you were together
From laughing about the days of childhood
To remembering his arms around you
at the train station, when you said your last goodbye
You replay it all, like a movie
wishing you could go back to those moments
wishing you could step into that movie

Having those old conversations in your head
Remembering when you told him about how you felt
His words of comfort echoing back
saying that he won't let you go that easily

You whisper that conversation, playing it back
pressing the rewind button, just to hear his voice and to remember that moment...the last moments with him

Missing someone
is reading through old texts and looking at old photos
while feeling the pain and having your heart long for him
while tears of emptiness fall down your cheeks and you think
"If he were here, he would tell me everything is all right."
But knowing that he would never come back
and that he is gone

Missing someone
is hearing a song you used to dance to
faintly hearing his voice singing along
and feeling his movement as he dances
or going to an old place, and remembering when you were there together, what you were talking about
laughing and never knowing how much you would miss him

And when you think that you are ok and that you have moved on
An old memory would slap you back
and your head will rewind that movie again
and bring back all that pain and your heart starts yearning for him again.

And the most painful part is,
that though your head says that he is gone forever,
you still imagine him being there with you as you sit alone in your room...and your heart still thinks that it has hope.
But it doesn't
Jun 2019 · 169
Someone that isn't mine
Aspen Jun 2019
I know you are happier out there
in the big wide world
A place so far away where no one knows your past

I know you want to let go of your childhood
and the place where you used to call home

But I'm here feeling empty without you
I know you belong to someone else
But I want you
So tell me,
How do I let go of someone that isn't mine

You tell me that we will keep in touch
Then the last hug the last wave goodbye
I miss you too much
So tell me,
How do I let you go?
How do I numb this pain?
How do I stop my heart from wanting you?

To stop wanting your arms around me
To stop wanting to hear your voice and your laugh
To stop wanting your presence

Because I know
Even though it hurts
You are happier in a foreign place
with another person
So how do I let go of someone that isn't mine?
So...I told him that I had feelings for him today!! He said that he wouldn't let something like this ruin our friendship so...that's good!! But this is probably the last time that I'm going to see him...so I really miss him...it's hasn't even been 24 hours and I already miss his arms...
Aspen May 2019
I feel so joyful when you are around
Feel the adrenaline rush in my blood
Not sure our souls would forever be bound
Violent happiness blinding like a flood

Shall I disown my name full of disgrace
Confess to my lady my love for thee
Or shall I disown your divine embrace
And preserve my father’s precious glory

The consequences do not hurt as much
As when I need to leave when light comes up
I yearn for your beauty and your light touch
Your absence draws more poison from the cup

Your beautiful soul has flown to heaven
And the prince has banished me from home
Therefore my life has to come to an end
And on this earth I shall no longer roam

As love at first sight is destined to die
And joy just ended up being a lie
My english project that I had to write about Romeo and Juliet
May 2019 · 166
Doesn't matter
Aspen May 2019
Doesn't matter if I have passion
Doesn't matter if I'm committed
I still won't be good enough

No matter how long I've pondered
No matter how much I truly cared
I know that I still won't be selected
So what's the point of even tryin'

It's so frustrating to see
that I'm giving my all and getting nothing
All my effort thrown to waste

Cause there'd always be someone better
someone who may not have the same fire
but everyone thinks they are better

So should I really be trying so hard?
Should I really care so much?
Should I just give up and know
that my future is hopeless
that I don't really matter

Maybe I should just give up
Cause am I worth it?
Am I good enough?

Does it really matter?
Should it really matter?
This much
I have been constantly rejected and I am never number one. It is so frustrating and it seems that no matter how hard I try I'm never good enough. I'm starting to question my worth and whether I would make it. I'm starting to wonder if I should really care. I've heard when the world turns their back on you you turn your back on them but I just care too much to do such a cruel thing.
May 2019 · 118
Pain
Aspen May 2019
Even though I tell myself I'm over it
Even though I tell myself I'm happy
Even though I think of something else
It doesn't make the pain
hurt any less
Cause when the old song plays on the radio
Or when I am reminded that your gone
All the grief comes flooding back
and I die all over again

Time doesn't heal, doesn't make it any better
and trying to convince myself that everything's alright
won't make the pain hurt any less
May 2019 · 149
Gone
Aspen May 2019
The sand in the glass is finally empty
The timer has finally stopped running
Time with you finally ran out

The hope and happiness stop flowing
Emptiness and tears of sadness dripping down my face

Even though it's only been a couple hours
I miss you like you have been gone for years
Why can't my heart let you go
Cause your gone

It's only been a day and there is a hole in my heart
for where you once stood

I miss your smile
I miss your laugh
I miss the spark of life in your eyes
And now I'm empty
with nothing to look forward to
just a gray lifeless life
Without you...

It's not a sharp pain
But it's a strong pain
I am on the verge of going insane

Help me and come back
and stop my tears and give me that spark of life in your eyes
I want to make you smile and laugh like we did when we were children

But your gone and you won't come back again

My time has run out
I'm sorry that I did not use it wisely
Now I'm just sitting here without you
in a puddle of my own tears
falling into a hole of emptiness
feeling nothing and everything at the same time

Goodbye my friend...
my Icarus
I flew way too close
and burned me in the end
and all I can say now is...goodbye my friend
And I can't do anything...now that your gone
The moment that I have dreaded for has arrived. My crush and my friend of 8 years has graduated and I will never see him again. I want to feel happy for him but I can't let him go. It is frustrating but he was someone special and made me feel something...ignited a spark that no one else can ignite...he was special, but now he is gone...and I feel like a piece of me is now gone.
May 2019 · 185
All I Want to Do is Cry
Aspen May 2019
After hiding behind that fake smile
and pretending for so long
I want to take my mask off
and just let the tears run down my cheeks

I don't want to be strong anymore
I don't want to be an actor anymore
I don't want to say the same old lie again
I can't say that I'm ok anymore

All I want to Do is Cry now
to be weak for once
All I want to do is to let the river flow
and let my emotions show
to be myself truly
not hiding or bottling up
the storm that is inside me
just for once
I want to let the raindrops fall from my eyes
to let all my demons out and cleanse my soul
to finally let myself heal

I have been cut down too many times
I had to hide the red lines
that has been driven in my soul and in my arms

But why won't anyone let me cry for once
Day 30 of the month long poetry prompt challenge. It has been a great month of writing poetry. Although I had to catch up occasionally and it was kind of tedious, I still enjoyed it. See you next year, month long poetry prompt challenge.
May 2019 · 168
Seeing Dawn
Aspen May 2019
Though I only see the moon
I will soon see the sun
Though I only see thorns
I will soon see the rose
Though I only see dark
I will see light
Though now I only see stars
I know I will see dawn
Day 29 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 173
Consent
Aspen Apr 2019
No
stop
please stop


but you just kept going

It almost seemed as if the word "no" had no meaning
as if the word "no" and "stop" were just empty words

You invaded my body
took my life away
You only took what you wanted
but in return you left me with trauma

This is my body
This is my home
where my soul lives, where my knowledge grows
where who I am resides
You invaded it and broke in
and unrightfully took what is mine

For people who do this to others
stop means stop
and no means no

For all the people who are letting people
into their homes
no is a complete sentence
and you do not need an explanation

No....no is not an empty phrase
Stop is not a meaningless word
No means do not do it
Stop means I do not want it
Consent: permission for something to happen or agreement to do something.
Day 28 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 220
Bound
Aspen Apr 2019
I try to escape
I try to forget

I try to throw it all away
the memories
the emotions

I try to get over it all and move on
the shame
the guilt

I try to heal
the deep cuts you cut into my soul

But I am bound
By your actions
your words
your manipulation

the echoes are invisible chains
bounding me, preventing me from life
Dragging me down each time I try to get back up

I know that I will be bound in these chains
forever
because of you and your hands
and your ***** mind
you who stole my life
and bound me to this life
Bound: to be held down with chains or rope
Day 27 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 398
Forest
Aspen Apr 2019
I used to play hide and seek in your trunk
and watch as the wind makes your leaves jump

You always gave me air to breathe
Always been my place of peace
You always gave animals warm shelter
And gave bees your flower's sweet nectar

But alas, people did not see your gifts
For they cut you down and throw you over death's cliffs

As more and more of you disappear
the warming of the earth is getting more severe
What once was green is now all brown
There is no more fresh air, all life is starting to drown

Fire engulfs and takes your life
As politicians continue to speak words of strife
What once was green is now all black and red
Where there was once life, now everything is dead

No more deer, foxes, lizards, or birds moving
Scientists continue to keep proving
that this issue is real and it is serious
But everyone continues to be actless

In the ocean's forest, the green is turning brown as well
As acid in the water reduces the shells
Animals now eat plastic
instead of what is supposed to be their diet

Species of animals are disappearing one by one
As we pick them off with spears, traps, and guns

Now look what we have done to our only home
Now our children have nowhere else to roam
The ocean now is filled with plastic
The air they breathe will make them sick

They will never know what an elephant is
Or ever see the beautiful bird called the crested ibis
They will never see the rhino with its beautiful horn
because they have all died off, and none could be born

Now children who play hide and seek no longer have a place to hide
If we don't do something soon,
to the earth we can only say goodbye
Day 26 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 162
Clouds
Aspen Apr 2019
There are clouds everywhere

The cloud of uncertainty
That fogs my vision so much
that I cannot see the road ahead of me

The clouds of frustration
When the people who I want to understand me
Do not understand and do not try to

The clouds of anger
As they blind my logical reasoning
And my hands make regrets

The clouds of hopelessness
with each passing failure
and each regret that stabs my heart

Finally the cloud of death
waiting for me as I waste my life away
trying to see through all these other clouds
Day 25 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 119
Stars
Aspen Apr 2019
I have seen many stars in my life
some have a special bright light
but **** others brightness with their knife

I have thought them as the perfect star
but I was fooled and my soul was marred

Their brightness was so bright
that it blinded my sight
Blinded it so much I did not see the coming plight

Now I am wiser I know better
to be someone who chases after looks
and forgets that they only know how to be a player
Not warming other people with their light
only to draw them in and **** them with their poisonous bite

Beware of those stars who know nothing but to take
Beware of those stars whose brightness is fake

Beware of the stars who do not love
Who only know to steal the fire of innocent doves

Beware of those stars
for they will deceive you
I beg and hope that you do not to fall in this trap too
Stars: a fixed luminous point in the night sky which is a large, remote incandescent body like the sun.
Day 24 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 98
River
Aspen Apr 2019
As you sailed away
in the big blue sea
I sat by the river
and cried

My tears,
sadness from
the fact that you are gone

pieces of my soul
became part of the river
and I hope that they travel to you
so that you may know

how willing I am to save you from the rough waters
when the river of life meets the storm

or how happy I am, when your river of life
travels to a safe haven of trees
gently flowing, everything going smoothly
sunshine shining through the leaves
...when the river of life has reached a golden time

I send my soul out to the sea
so you may know
how much I loved you
of all the wishes I have for you
but most of all...my plea
for you can come back home,
to me
River: a large natural stream of water flowing in a channel to the sea, a lake, or another such stream.
Day 23 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 135
Mountains
Aspen Apr 2019
As scattered ideas come together
As emotions flood my soul
Mountains of papers on the floor
Mountains of words come to mind
But in the end, these mountains form a mountain chain
called a poem
Mountains: a large natural elevation of the earth's surface rising abruptly from the surrounding level; a large steep hill.
Day 22 of the month long poetry prompt challenge...
sorry school has been really hectic recently so I haven't really been posting...but I will try to catch up.
Apr 2019 · 174
Our song
Aspen Apr 2019
From the car
to walking in the hallways

from waking up before the sun
to going to sleep at night

that same song
playing in my head
on repeat

the song that will be there forever
the song of us

the chords of laughter
the notes of tears
the lines of pain
the lyrics that tell our story


Our instruments now destroyed
we haven't sung for days
the music we enjoyed
all lay in waste

though our vocal chords are severed
our song forever stays
in my head forever
endlessly playing for days
Day 21 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 116
Letters
Aspen Apr 2019
As I am getting ready
for the day you leave

I put my pen on paper
words flowing out of the pen
letters, sentences, paragraphs

the precious words with a piece of my soul
the words that you will never know
how much worth they hold

to you, they may just seem as though
they are empty sentences
even if I poured my heart out
they will mean nothing to you
Letters: a personal message to a loved one
Day 20 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 146
Double Standards
Aspen Apr 2019
Rule number one
Don't be too fat, no one will like you
But don't be too skinny because you will seem anorexic

Rule number two
Complete seven hours of homework in one night, and study for 2 tests
But also have a social life so that you will be cool amongst your peers
And also get enough sleep

Rule number three
you need to be there for that person
listening them ranting on about their problems
but do not expect them to care about yours

Rule number four
Have a close friend
Be loyal but do not come off as too clingy
or they will leave you

Rule number five
hold onto your virginity
or else you will be called
a ****, a *****, a player

but do have children in the future
or else you will be called a ******
and you will constantly have the question of why you don't want to be a mother
hanging over your head

These are the double standards that I live with
every day of my life
Seemingly so filled with impossibility
that I'm convinced that I am not good enough
Day 19 of the month-long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 170
A letter to my mother
Aspen Apr 2019
Dear mom,
Thank you
for all those times when you have picked me up
when I fell, no matter how big of a fall it was...
from when I first learned how to walk,
to when I first failed a test(sorry)
you have always been there

I know that sometimes I push you away
sometimes I am frustrated, emotional, and want to be alone
sometimes we may disagree on some things...

But I hope that you know
that you will always hold a special place in my heart
that you mean the world to me
that I am sorry for taking you for granted
and most importantly,

I love you with all the love in my heart

Love,
Jia-Rong Tsao
Day 18 of the month-long poetry prompt challenge...today, I heard that my mom has a 50% chance of having breast cancer and has to get surgery. I hope that she is alright and that she does not have it. I wish I could do something about it...mom, I love you and I am sorry for taking you for granted. I won't do this again and I will treasure you from now on...
Apr 2019 · 191
Broken
Aspen Apr 2019
I know that it breaks you
when you see those cuts on my arms
I know it hurts you when
I tell you how
I want to **** myself

I stared at the mirror
At my tear stained face
At the red lines on my arm

Tears
pieces of me
slide down my cheeks
my heart aches
and I am drowning
every night in my own feelings

I'm sorry that I'm broken
I'm apologize for being this way
I'm sorry that I'm here
and if anything happens...
I'm sorry that I broke you a little
with those painful texts

I'm sorry....that I am so broken
Day 17 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 87
Moon Child
Aspen Apr 2019
To my love:

I hope that you will always stay like this
so bright
so full of life,

always using the great ability
to light up people's darkest nights

I hope that
when you enter a phase of unfamiliarity,
a time of darkness

a time of tears and loneliness

you remember
I am amongst the stars
I will try to light your path
and to provide comfort with my light

remember,
life is not always full and bright
life is not fair and it is not always good,
like you are...
life will be evil
it will drag you into darkness

but I know that...
if you are strong enough to pull the tides
you are strong enough to make it through those dark times
because

your fullness and your brightness will come back
and your lightness and your capability to shine
your fullest potential
will return
Day 16 of the month-long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 110
New Moon
Aspen Apr 2019
I used to be a full moon
So full of life
So bright

But now its full of darkness
As I settle into a new life

As I leave the familiar, safe space
A place that I know
A place that I love

I feel the darkness of unfamiliarity come
as I enter
this new cycle of life
this new phase

I hope I can find my light
and my fullness again
Day 15 of the Month Long poetry prompt challenge
This was how I felt when I first entered high school
To all those people going next year, it is actually not that bad and there is a lot of freedom. Good luck!
Apr 2019 · 148
Blue Moon
Aspen Apr 2019
A blue moon in the sky
A blue tear running down my face
Blue shadows everywhere
As I think of you
Month long poetry prompt day 14
Apr 2019 · 153
Full Moon Magic
Aspen Apr 2019
It is enchanting
How the moon one day
is not there

and the next moment
it is there...
a whole circle

an endless cycle
unlike your love
ever changing

just like you...
You are just like the moon
full of love, full of warmth one moment

then one moment
you disappeared

You keep visiting me in my dreams,
the only endless cycle left
Day 13 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 154
Broken
Aspen Apr 2019
As the storm of anger went away
You saw
what you have done

Broken pieces of our friendship
Scattered all around the floor

Pieces in our beloved places
to remind you
of what we were
of what we did
of how we felt
of how we trusted
Ghosts of the past in those places,
movie theaters, where we fell into a world
not our own
the forest, where we ran away together
from everyone else
the library full of books,
where we would read to each other

Broken pieces of our trust
can be mended
but it will never, be the same
just like a glass
you can glue it back together
but there will still be cracks

Though trust can be mended
our friendship cannot

it will forever be
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Broken: Smashed, crushed, destroyed
Day 12 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 245
Distance
Aspen Apr 2019
Right now we are 21.4 miles away
That is at least a 30 minute drive

But soon you will be 445.3 miles away
That is at least a 7 hour drive

or

You will be 2,751.3 miles away
That is at least two days of traveling


You are so close to me now
But soon you will be far away...

I am willing to drive across the world for you
Sail across all the oceans just to be in your arms
I would fly across a galaxy to hear your voice again

But would you do the same for me?

Please come back home
Take away the pain and the distance
Bring back the joy
And close the distance between us

I miss you...
I wish I had wings so I can fly to you
I wish I had the strength to swim across the sea
so that I can be with you
I wish there was a bridge
that I can walk on so that I can reach you

At least,
When I am looking at the moon
I know that you are looking at the same moon too
Distance: the space between to people that prevents love from happening
Day 10 of the month long poetry prompt challenge. This poem is about my crush who is going to college and is probably never going to come back...I hope that he decides to come home one day...
Apr 2019 · 264
Deception
Aspen Apr 2019
I gave you the key
to unlock my heart

I trusted you to catch me
if I ever fell into darkness

You lured me in
with your honey-coated words

Then you destroyed my heart
Then threw away the key

You pushed me into darkness
then left me there to die

I trusted you!

But all it lead to was regret

Your evil deception
Made me realize
My biggest mistake


Trusting you
Deception: an act of trickery...deceiving someone.
Day 9 of the month long poetry prompt challenge. Topic: Deception.
Apr 2019 · 303
Knavery Illusions
Aspen Apr 2019
Lately
I have been sensing
Distance between us

I feel my trust for you fading away
I feel like I need to close my door
And lock it so you can't get in

Is it real?
Or am I having knavery illusions?

Can I trust you?
Or will you stab my heart
with the knife of betrayal?
Knavery: untrustworthy...Day 8 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 611
Susurrus Soul Strings
Aspen Apr 2019
When we first met
our soul strings tied together
we were meant to be

Now your leaving
Because time won't let you stay
Wrong time to love you
Wrong place to get too close

My susurrus soul strings keep
reminding me of you

They sing your beautiful song
that I long to hear


Your smile that brightens up the dark world like no other
Your laugh that makes the cold world a little warmer
Your voice that the world stops and listens to

I miss you...
My Susurrus soul strings
Won't let me let you go
Cause we were bound

But I can never have you
So I must cut the Susurrus Soul strings

Even though my heartstrings will hurt
At least it will hurt less
When my Susurrus soul strings aren't
whispering your name anymore...
goodbye...
I miss you....
Please come back home....
so that I can tie our soul strings
back together...
and our strings will sing our song louder
instead of me being here....

listening to the susurrus of our old song
Susurrus: Whispering or rustling
Day 7 of the month long poetry prompt challenge. This poem is directed to my best friend whom I have fallen for but is going away to college and is most likely not coming back...Jay, if you are reading this...I love you so much and please consider coming home so I can be with you again...even if its just one day
Apr 2019 · 1.6k
Mermaid Memories
Aspen Apr 2019
You drew me in with your voice
With your touch
with your beauty

But then you swam to the dark blue deep
and you never came back

And all I was left with was
Mermaid Memories
of basking in the sun with you
of swimming alongside you
as the rays of sun shone through the water
and you combing my hair
and saying I love you

Memories of being there with you
All there is left
Mermaid Memories
Day 6 of month-long poetry prompt challenge
Apr 2019 · 8.5k
Petrichor Petal Promises
Aspen Apr 2019
I remember that day
Sitting by the river
in your arms

The petals from the cherry blossom tree
fell into the flowing water

You made a promise that you will never let me go
Even when raindrops fall in my soul
Even when the storms stir my sea
You will never let me go
You will guide me to the rainbow
And the sweet smell after the rain
This was your petrichor petal promise

Then that day
When raindrops fell down in my soul
You left me alone...
And broke your petrichor petal promise



Now I sit by the same old river
that has the same flowing water
and the same cherry blossoms
But I was not in your arms

I then made my own
petrichor petal promises

That I won't fall so easily
Like the petals of the cherry blossom tree
I will continue to flow
Even when raindrops fall
I will guide myself to the rainbow
And the sweet smell of rain after the storm
The petrichor after the sorrow

These are my petrichor petal promises
to myself
Petrichor: The sweet smell after rain...Day 5 of the month long poetry challenge
Apr 2019 · 176
Keep me Wild
Aspen Apr 2019
You can try and calm my passion
You can try and keep me from doing crazy things
You can try to keep me safe
from all the dangers of the world

You an try to make me see
through your cautious point of view
To calm my wild eyes

To keep me safe and sound

But don't ever keep me in a cage
Dont' ever tie me down with chains
Don't every cut my wings


Keep me wild
Day 4...sorry I have been inactive lately but school is crazy AF...so I will be publishing three poems today.
Apr 2019 · 441
Return
Aspen Apr 2019
If I can return my feelings for you
I would
If I can return all the **** you put me through
I would
If I can have a refund for all the love I gave you that you did not deserve
I would

But darling,
my heart won't let me return you
my heart will only let me return to you
Return: to come back home...to finally find happiness after a hard period of time
Day 2.5...Idk why I decided to write two poems...but I did
Apr 2019 · 274
Up in flames
Aspen Apr 2019
All the hopes and dreams I used to have
All the happiness in my heart
My will to live
All up in flames
All because of one letter
On a piece of paper
Called a grade

All my trust
My ability to love
My willingness to open up
The key to my heart
All up in flames
All because of one heartbreak
All because of him

My life, set on fire
My life, all up in flames
Month long poetry prompt challenge...Day 1...prompt: Up in Flames
Apr 2019 · 2.2k
Wildflowers
Aspen Apr 2019
Some girls are red roses
Romantic and loving
Bold and red

Some girls are sunflowers
They shining like the sun each time they enter the room

Some girls are carnations
They love the sisters that they have

Some are lilies
Tender, floating and graceful

Some are cherry blossoms
So pretty but only bloom for a couple of days

What kind of flower am I, you ask?

I am a wildflower
Nothing holding me back
I have the fire
Burning inside of me
I am a cage less phoenix
And no trap will trap me
I am the tameless spirit
Of a wildflower
Day 3 of month long poetry prompt challenge
Aspen Apr 2019
Silence is the biggest noise
Light pastel colors on the walls
Notebooks scattered on the floor
As I procrastinate my *** off

Writing poetry instead of my essay
Thinking bout love
when I should be thinkin bout tests
Seeing my bed and wanting to sleep
But I’ just sitting here on my laptop
Complaining bout a student’s misery
#schoolsucks #procrastination #creativewritingforlife #teachersnotlettingmesleep #testssuck #iamtiredandwanttosleep #iamprocrastinatingrightnow
Apr 2019 · 283
Emerging with wings
Aspen Apr 2019
My eyes were blind
My heart was numb
My brain did not think the right things

I tried to fly but I always fell
I tried to sing but my voice was covered
I was fed lies
Lies so that I can hold
Scissors to cut the wings
of another human being

Pretty soon I emerged out of my cocoon
The place that I thought was safe
Pretty soon I realized
That I have grown wings too
One wing pink purple and blue
Another one Black gray white and purple
Together they make the most beautiful rainbow
My identity
It is time to spread my wings and fly
It is time to lift other people up
It is time to help others spread their wings
So that they can be beautiful butterflies too
And emerge from their shells of hiding
Emerge with wings...
#out of the closet #proudly biromantic ace #lgbtq #identity
Day 2 of the month long poetry prompt challenge
Mar 2019 · 2.9k
Raindrops
Aspen Mar 2019
The day you left
Raindrops fell from the sky
Raindrops fell from my eyes
As memories flash back,
like lightening

-Later that day-
Red raindrops fell from my arms
into the water
staining the white porcelain sink

Drops
of drink
to help me forget
rained down into my mouth

My heart wept with raindrops of sadness
My soul broke and pieces fell like drops of rain
My sanity dripping away
From every inch of my body,
raindrops fell
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