This is a poem I wrote tonight. I wasn’t planning to, neither did I think I was going to write one at all. But I did, and I wanted to post it on the blog. Not the best thing I’ve written, yet not the worst either. Enjoy.
Submerged with all these fears
They look through her like glass
Eyes stained with cruelty and spite
You find your way through the cracks
Of her broken mind
Like the river of tears
That fills her eyes
And runs down her face
Mila. Xo
I wrapped my thoughts in denial, thinking it would change the outcome.
To bite your tongue and accept the reality of things, I’ve always taken for granted.
Clarity in front of you, to seek your trust and guide you towards hope.
You could twist and turn it as much as you’d like, my darling
But the truth is, it wouldn’t change how it all feels on the inside
If one could paint their face happy, it’d be as easy as picking out
colorful pens and a clean, paper surface, or a new book to read
The mind is tragically overloaded, always heavy in thought
And the heart, it is seemingly forever lost within, seeking a miracle
No amount of quick fixes could possibly alter your brain permanently, unless you’ve found a cure for misery, which I’m sure you haven’t, and a lot of people have tried, but failed
And it’s not a person’s first choice, do you really think their mind cares what advice or wisdom you might add to their list of manuals to read? No, of course it doesn’t
And it’s not because the person in mind doesn’t like seeing the care in front of them
It’s something deeper than just reading between their lines and transparent smiles
Don’t worry, it pains them just as much as it pains you to see how it all is
How it pains me to feel empty, not knowing what I am worth as a person
Or what incredible things I could achieve if I just had a little bit of faith in myself
And my potential, not just for other people’s sake, but most of all, for my own closure
My heart is grateful, it always was and gratitude will show
As strength becomes a little easier to digest
But until that day comes, please, just be patient with me, I’m only human.
Tonight, I think of my grandmother. Every month, on the 19th, my heart takes a moment to remember the incredible person she was. Losing her made me re-think all aspects of my life. Grief opened up my eyes completely. And for that, I am grateful. Miss you dearly.
A girl with a whole heart to spill emotional damage, boys and girls never understood the meaning of her tense demeanor until it punched them in the face. Sinners were no match for this heart of tricks, she took a breath away in seconds and you never forgot her face. Continue reading
Love; a sacred archive of past emotions, the morning sun to our gray beginnings
you were and you still are the object of my affection until oxygen ceases my brain
Continue reading
you’re a faded memory in a current world,
a broken piece within mirrored glass
child who grasped sense before your time,
I kissed you once and witnessed light
you’re gone but I’ll always keep you
in the core of my thoughts
a love like this never
truly dies.
DAYDREAM MADNESS 
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