I pressed the red button
Your smile the last thing I saw
I bid you good night
And was left alone with my thoughts
I told you I would write something happy
and you I wish to impress
but what if the only thing I can write about
are the thoughts that run obsessively through my head
I can only write about dreams
that I wish I had
about charming scenarios
where the ending is never sad
about others’s love life
their feelings and pains
I try to get in their head to decipher
what it contains
is it love or lust
that keeps him going
does he really love her
Or it’s fake love that’s showing
my dear sweet sister
says my poems are too gloomy
she asks why can’t i write
of things that are sunny
she asks for joy,
excitement and fun
but how can I write of feelings
I can’t out run
I do feel happiness
I try to explain
but what can I do when
it’s much easier to write about the pain
about heart breaks and sleepless nights
Crying and feeling alone inside
conflicting emotions when I’m feeling low
I just let my tears guide the way in how they flow
but my dear sister and friend of mine
maybe it’s time to have a change of heart
I should think when I feel and seek the good
for its inside me and I only have to find that page in the book
look deeper
than what I thought I knew
and write about how
my dreams come true
Write about friendships family and cake
smiles and laughter road trips and games
find what really drives me the motivation of my heart
and finally write a story that includes every part
Add my smiles,
the way I get up in the mornings,
my love for reading
and a steaming cup of coffee
The pain in my legs,
after a long night cooking
and how sleepless nights are worth it
when you see how big their smiles are looking
Find within myself
stories that are blended
and change the narrative to include
beginnings, middles and endings.
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 2:13 AM UTC
I pressed the red button
Your smile the last thing I saw
I bid you good night
And was left alone with my thoughts
I told you I would write something happy
and you I wish to impress
but what if the only thing I can write about
are the thoughts that run obsessively through my head
I can only write about dreams
that I wish I had
about charming scenarios
where the ending is never sad
about others’s love life
their feelings and pains
I try to get in their head to decipher
what it contains
is it love or lust
that keeps him going
does he really love her
Or it’s fake love that’s showing
my dear sweet sister
says my poems are too gloomy
she asks why can’t i write
of things that are sunny
she asks for joy,
excitement and fun
but how can I write of feelings
I can’t out run
I do feel happiness
I try to explain
but what can I do when
it’s much easier to write about the pain
about heart breaks and sleepless nights
Crying and feeling alone inside
conflicting emotions when I’m feeling low
I just let my tears guide the way in how they flow
but my dear sister and friend of mine
maybe it’s time to have a change of heart
I should think when I feel and seek the good
for its inside me and I only have to find that page in the book
look deeper
than what I thought I knew
and write about how
my dreams come true
Write about friendships family and cake
smiles and laughter road trips and games
find what really drives me the motivation of my heart
and finally write a story that includes every part
Add my smiles,
the way I get up in the mornings,
my love for reading
and a steaming cup of coffee
The pain in my legs,
after a long night cooking
and how sleepless nights are worth it
when you see how big their smiles are looking
Find within myself
stories that are blended
and change the narrative to include
beginnings, middles and endings.