Tatiana

Tatiana Dec 2012

Fight

Hello blue sky,
how are you today?
and oh the grass,
why are you so green
and soft?
Such a comfortable cushion,
for my weary body.

Hello blue sky,
why are you so close to me?
I'm on the green grass
aren't I?
I feel like i'm floating,
silently, slowly
up onto a cloud.

"Hello blue sky"
the wind whispered,
and the grass beneath me disappeared.
There was nothing to hang on to,
I was grabbing at the air,
hoping, praying,
that I would stop moving.

Go away blue sky!
I shouted in my head.
Let me go,
let me gain control,
of my chaotic thoughts,
and movements,
I must be in charge.

Leave blue sky,
you are no longer kind.
You're just faking that everything
is alright.
Well it's not ,
so please return the ground,
I need it.

Come back green grass,
and solid earth.
I need the support,
of you right now.
Please return,
so I can stand
and fight.

Why am I fighting?
I don't really know,
all I know is,
i'm being accused.
I'm defending myself,
and fighting for what is right,
with the only way
that will work.

I'm using my words,
standing on the green grass,
looking up to the blue sky
and shouting
"Show me who you really are!"
The sky turned gray,
and I smiled.

There will be no more lies in my mind.

We all have our own inner battles, some are darker than others. But if we can see the light and the opportunity to fight and speak up for ourselves, we could destroy those inner demons, that chose to reside deep within our souls.

Tatiana Dec 2012

Sing Your Heart Out

Sing little mockingbird,
sing your heart out,
because your song is beautiful,
don't let anyone shut you down.
All you ever do is sing,
you don't cause any harm,
so don't feel bad,
don't feel like
you did something wrong,
because you didn't.
You just got caught in the middle.
Poor little mocking bird,
all you did was sing for me,
and now you don't anymore.
Please don't be sad,
please start singing again,
please little mockingbird,
sing your heart out.

Tatiana Dec 2012

Distraction

Drawing is my distraction,
writing as well.
But its hard to be distracted,
when all you write about,
is what you feel
deep down inside.
And when that feeling,
is tearing you apart,
then distraction,
is not good enough.

Tatiana Dec 2012

I'm Trying

What a great day,
I thought to myself,
while the sky was blue-grey,
and the weather was not too cold,
and I was walking on a path,
that would lead me to home.
I was quite happy,
if I remember correctly,
nothing could stand in my way,
nothing could bring me down.
I was going to be happy today,
and no one could stop me,
or at least that's what I
thought.
Then it happened,
it was quite a long call,
and most of the time
the silence was long,
cause I feel I could not speak,
and you were begging me.
"Please say something,"
"Please don't let me feel like i'm being mean"
and yet I still couldn't speak,
and another long silenced,
appeared before us,
and I remember hearing you gasp,
"Are you crying?"
"Please don't tell me you're crying."
and somehow I found my words again.
I remember whispering,
so slowly,
"I feel if I talk, then I will."
there was a horrified silence,
and he kept repeating,
"Please don't cry"
and my only response,
between my gasping breaths was,
"I'm trying."

Tatiana Dec 2012

To All My Friends

Whatever may happen,
always remember,
that even if I don't seem nice one day,
or if we argue,
I'll always be there for you,
because the little arguments don't matter.
We've been friends for so long,
what is the point of ruining that relationship
over something stupid?
I guess my point is,
i'll always be here.
I'll be the old friend,
that never changes,
the rock.
So to all my friends,
i'll be there,
whether you need me or not,
i'm here for all of you,
because I love you all.

To all my friends, I love you all

Tatiana Dec 2012

Daddy's Girl

Since day one,
she was a daddy's girl,
she was her fathers,
entire world.
Nothing could hurt,
his baby girl,
without answering to the face,
of rage and peril.
He saw her relationships,
and watched them fall,
and anger consumed him,
until he was completely enthralled.
Yet he saw a relationship,
full of hope and light,
and he thought to himself,
this might be the one.
Down an aisle,
he walks with his soon to be married
daughter,
linked together by their arms.
He hands her away,
his little girl,
to the love of her life,
and she smiled at him.
The same smile she always wore,
when he came home from work.
She was still
a daddy's girl.

Tatiana Dec 2012

Puzzle Piece

I know that this is a puzzle,
with its scattered pieces ,
spread across the floor.
But I can't find,
the pieces that fit together.
I'm stuck staring,
at the picture,
on the box.
Just looking for one piece,
one little piece,
to match,
with the piece of a flower,
that is pressing into my hand,
leaving little red indents,
in my palm.
I look at the puzzle,
just searching
for the one piece that will get me started.
But I can't find it,
it's not there at all.
Well I guess this piece of flower,
will never find its match,
because i'm so blinded
by frustration,
that I just can't see,
the little puzzle piece,
that is right under my nose.