#notitle2(a poem)

I have cried tears of joy and tears of pain

I have died deaths of love and deaths of pain

I have lost my life and regained it, all in the blink of the fastest eye

I have lived as human and also existed as merely a piece of body

I have chewed my cheek and bit my tongue in efforts to quiet myself and I have drowned myself out in the constant noise of the fabricated truths of our reality

I have been used and forsaken and I have been rediscovered and cleaned until I was as shiny as the three little porcelain dolls that sit on my grandfather’s living room table

I have been rejected by humanity, and I have had to become nonhuman and slip through tight-closed doors to prove my humanity

I have lived a lie and doubted my ability to be and I have wondered and wondered about what being human is

I have given up my existence and have lived in my mind, a place that deeply hates me and rejects me as if I was nothing but a piece of rag

I have fought for my life only for me to give it up just to feel and to be

I have surrendered to the power of my in-existence and I have suffered the pain of life.


hi people! How are you doing? I really hope you are doing ok!

thank you for reading this poem today:)

byee🍓

restless(a poem)

i want to go back to the days when breathing wasn’t so hard for me

when fear wasn’t the constant thing on my mind

when my head wasn’t a like a wall full of writings and imprints

when i felt even the littlest of peace

when my heart was calm and full of tranquility;

those days when sleep wasn’t the hardest thing

when life wasn’t a constant punch in the face

when i didn’t have to roll all around the bed, trying to find sleep

those days when i wasn’t restless,

and endlessly searching for stillness.


hiiiiiii:)) how are you doing?! I really hope you are doing okay!

For me, I am pretty alright. Just counting down to summer;)

byee and thank you for reading!

*don’t forget that it’s okay to ask for help. love you:)

A bird( a poem)

there’s a bird in my ear

singing lullabies and echoing sweet melodies

pulling and pushing me in and out of the state of stillness

closely watching me as I slip in and out of nothingness

as I transcend and become all I imagine I will be.

there’s a bird in my ear

slowly singing and humming peaceful haikus in my ears

turning those beautiful sweetnesses into bitter truths

pushing deep and plunging me further and further

into the life in which I peacefully withdraw to,

into the world, where I am nothing but pieces of skin and flesh.


hi all:)) how are you doing?! I really really hope you are doing okay!

As for me, I am pretty good. I am just so thankful to God for all He does. I just wanted to write something, and that’s what you are seeing in this post.

byee. thanks for reading.

*please don’t forget that God loves you forever!

Some intriguing book quotes..

hi! How are you doing? I really hope all is well with you!

For me, I am pretty good. It’s been quite busy but I am pushing through with God’s help.

In today’s post, I am just going to share with you some of intriguing book quotes from some books I have read this year! I am not going to provide explanations at all, I just want you guys to see them.

Okay, here they are;

1)”..the only time when I heard people talk about depression was when they were using it as a synonym for sadness, and so I never thought of it as a disease..”

2)”All of this work trying to get to the bottom of the thing that had no bottom: he relapsed just fourteen hours after leaving rehab.”

3)”A hectic painting on what was once a pure white canvas.”

4)”Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.”

5)”I put my head down, suddenly tired. I know I should say something to make her feel better, but I can’t manage it. In fact, I’m angry at her. Shouldn’t she be able to take care of us? Isn’t that what adults are supposed to do? Take care of their kids? Shield them from stuff? Pay bills?”

6)”I don’t know if you are happy, I never asked.”

7)”Our hands empty except for our hands.”

8)”He grabbed my shoulders and spun me to face him..”look at me when I’m talking to you.”..He was only nine but had already mastered the dialect of damaged American fathers.”

yeah. that’s about it. Let me know which quote is more intriguing to you.

thanks for reading..

bye:))

How do you become?

hi! How are you doing? I really hope you are doing ok?! If you’re not, I pray that things will become so much better very soon;)

For me, so much has been going on. I have felt so many emotions in the past few months and it has not been easy. But really, I have been well!

Let’s get into today’s post..

I have opened my WordPress account so many times in the past months, desperate to write something, to become that amazing and consistent writer I have always dreamed of. I have tried to think and think of what I can write so that I can get back to becoming that person I hope to become. All my attempts have failed and as much as I have tried to start writing again, I have not been able to. Now, I feel like I have “failed” myself and I can’t become that great writer that I have always envisioned myself being.

It feels like writing has failed me. Or maybe I have failed writing. I don’t know, maybe I am thinking too deep about it. Who knows?

However, something I know is that I like writing, so I am going to keep writing. Although, things get very hard sometimes, I am going to persevere and keep going.


That’s it. This post is supposed to be my come-back post on the blog. So, I am back on the blog and I will keep writing. Thank you so much to everyone who reads my posts, likes them, and also leaves nice comments on them.

Thank you for reading. I will see you in my next post!

byee:))

*Don’t forget that God loves you forever!

But then I died..(a poem)

I used to love to read and write and eat and sleep

I used to love to dance and sing and run and laugh

I used to love the way reading made the feel. The way I loved movies so much

I used to love the smell of food and even better, the taste of it

I used to love how I loved to speak and argue until everyone heard me and understood me

I used to love everything I used to be and everything I dreamed to be.

But then I died

I couldn’t eat or sleep or dance or sing or run or laugh anymore

I couldn’t be what I’ve always wanted and all I’ve always wanted to be

I couldn’t see my very innocent sister’s smile when she asked me very dumb questions

I couldn’t see the way my mom cooked and cooked until she was covered in sweat and the pain that constantly hung around her

I couldn’t see the way my tired and ever hopeful dad always looked at me with pride anytime he saw my grades

I couldn’t be anymore.

Then I died and after I did

My dreams died with me

My love died with me

My loneliness died with me

My strength and weakness died with me

The voices in my head died with me

The marks I decorated my skin with died with me

The ugly thoughts I always thought about myself died with me

My happiness and sadness died with me

I died with me.


hi people! How’re you doing?! I really hope you’re doing ok!

For me, I’m pretty good. I just wanted to share this poem with you:)

thank you for reading!

byee:))

*don’t forget that God loves you forever and that you’re so worthy🤍🌻