#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!

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🤍🌻

My Chocolatey Brown Skin(a poem)

For the tenth time that day,

I stare and stare at the skin behind my fingers

I stare because it’s a wonder and a delight

According to my mum and dad and my best friend.

My friends call it chocolatey brown skin that reminds them of the KitKat bar no one could never resist

My parents tell me, chocolatey brown skin that reminds of them of Earth, of the soil, of the land.

I can’t stop staring because

Like the creepy man at the bus stop says,

It’s like the eight wonder of the world

And as I stare and stare at my chocolatey brown skin,

I wonder what the man I always see in the train sees

That makes him look at me with eyes full of disgust

Anytime he saw my chocolatey brown skin.

And then I wonder, what my boyfriend sees

When he calls me cocoa and all the names that belong to Starbucks drinks

I wonder what about my chocolatey brown skin makes me so different

I wonder what about it draws so much attention

I wonder what about it makes everyone extra sweet to me

I wonder what about it makes me less of a human

I wonder what about it reduces me to sugar filled Starbucks drinks

I wonder what about my chocolatey brown makes me keep staring at the skin at the back of my finger.


hii! How are you?! I hope you are doing okay!

For me, I am doing pretty alright! I just wanted to share this poem with you!

Thank you for reading as always:))

byee!

*don’t forget that God loves you forever and that no matter your skin color, you are beautiful and beautiful and so beautiful.

Am I depressed?(a poem)

She looked at me and said I looked like I was depressed

She said I looked so sad and tired of it all

At first, I was so excited

That somebody finally paid attention to me

And saw how I was really doing beneath all my fake smiles

But then, I panicked

I wasn’t hiding it well, I wasn’t hiding my pain very well

The pain has over flooded me and I’m drowning in it

It has overwhelmed me and buried me deep under all of it

Maybe that’s why I can’t hide anymore and keep floating like I’ve always done

And then, I asked myself if I was really depressed

I’ve always thought of depression but I’ve never called myself depressed

I say it’s because I’ve never been diagnosed of it

Maybe it’s really because I’m in denial

And I don’t want to accept that I’m in pain and need help

Maybe it’s because I’m not even depressed but

Everyday, when the sun shines brightly but it’s so gloomy inside of me,

I ask myself over and over again, “am I depressed?”


hi! How’re you doing?! I hope you are doing okay!

Here’s a poem from me because why not?

Thank you for reading and I’ll see you in my next post:))

byee!

*don’t forget that God loves you forever and that it’s okay to ask for help!