Poetry

Mansion

Existing,Breathing,Expressing the basic functions of a living being,And yet, barely living,A soul robbed of love in its entirety... A five bedroom mansion,Dad in one corner and mom in the other,A well built house, and yet, a broken home,Torn apart, forced to choose, Between two parts of the same heart, And neither could ever be enough...… Continue reading Mansion

Poetry

Mental Health Awareness

About 400 million people suffer from mental health disorders worldwide, and that's just the recorded cases. 400 million...Some playing the violin with their wrists hoping someone would hear the melody, Some passionately swimming in pools of alcohol trying to drown their pain,Some silently screaming their lungs out hoping that someone would peep through the windows… Continue reading Mental Health Awareness

Poetry

Rain

With a touch of cold, you appeared in the sky, soaking every aspect of me, I almost forgot how you feel, a feeling I do not miss. In rumbling skies, you appeared unannounced, wetting everything in your path, I nearly had forgotten the mood that accompanied your presence. With knocks, you creep up at the… Continue reading Rain

Poetry

Exhausted

Sometimes faith is all we have, in the midst of a chaotic world, hope is our main coping mechanism, Sometimes we have to be our own friend, when there is some much we wish to say but nonexistent beings to share them with, Sometimes we ignore signs that we may need help, afraid of the… Continue reading Exhausted

Poetry

Her

Indulged in pain, she has to watch over her, Swallowed up by emotions, she has to monitor hers, See, she has always been her guardian, carefully evaluating, assessing her stature preventing another relapse. Unsure of what to do, she carefully observes, Afraid of getting too close, she selectively detaches all emotions from her soul, See,… Continue reading Her

Poetry

Do what extent am I supposed to be?

I often ask myself this question when my world comes crumbling down, which in my "perfect world" it is always. Miss judged and understood by everyone around me, I ask myself if I really want to be understood. Putting these thoughts on paper stimulate tears to run down my face, being the burden I feared… Continue reading Do what extent am I supposed to be?

Poetry

Quiet

Needing to be understood, she did the impossible, Hoping to be heard, she gathered the strength to talk Wanna talk? they all love to say, but when she finally speaks, little do they take in Understanding we are all not the same is the only energy she can feed on Understanding that things are the way… Continue reading Quiet

Poetry

Shadow

They say to tell them when the breaking point draws near, But are they ready to listen to what has to be said. Are they strong enough to comprehend the battle inside my brain? Are they empathic enough to provide the connection to stop my tears? Is it a shoulder to cry on that I… Continue reading Shadow

Poetry

We are perfect

As I watch the sun rise, I am reminded my existence is purposeful. I felt like I needed to say that, for those who are troubled by they inner thoughts telling them they will not make it. For those who are surrounded by many yet feel alone, wondering if loneliness is written in their life… Continue reading We are perfect

Poetry

Today

This morning she rose, before the sun's rays could be exposed. Today she decided that she would not sell herself short, That she would not allow her appearance to call the shots. Today she had an epiphany through the pain she bore, The very one that keeps her awake at night, looking to the sky… Continue reading Today