Here are some of my poems
I really like writing so i made a selections of my favorite pieces. All credit goes to me.
Eulogy of a Diary
At one point in my life, I was lost, I felt helpless
And then on one night, I decided to write
It was unplanned but it felt good and so, day after day I wrote …
I wrote about my never ending pain
I wrote about my problems, my weaknesses, my fears
I wrote about the few bits of joy that life was viciously throwing at me to keep the tiny flame of hope shining
I wrote about who I wanted to be, who I was forced to be or who I was forcing myself to be
But at no point did it occur to me to think about who I was
And then I loved someone, or at least it felt like I did
And they loved me back, or at least they said they did
They knew who I wanted to be and they only loved who I was
Things got in the way and we broke up, wasn't their fault or mine, more like life getting in our ways
But it made me think, and write about what I thought
Reflecting on the past always makes me feel weird,
I don’t really like exposing myself to regret and grief
I don’t really know what I learned from that relation
But at least I felt happier
My pain wasn’t unbearable anymore
It’s still here but coping got easier
And so my words left the paper
But I came back to write these words
In a way to give a proper goodbye to that object that was a shoulder to cry on for so many miles of suffering
Goodbye piece of paper, you’ll be remembered
Remembered as what you did for me and not as what you had written on you
I’ll delete you but not this goodbye, as for all things in life only stays the grave
Goodbye piece of paper
Letting Go
My mind is now turned to moving on …
I peek at the door with angst,
Preparing myself to welcome grief
And to step away from that fight
Who can only be carried on by Time.
… as it always felt easier to just keep holding on
Maturing
God I hate being an adult
Not feeling anything
Seeing my emotions die out as soon as a spark hit
Not worrying about what my life will be
Having everything seemingly already figured out
Not having a soul. How can I know who I am when I’m
blending in the background of everyday life ?
I wish i could stand out
I wish i could stand out for myself
God I wish I was an adult
Her
I saw her this morning
Through the mirror in the mirror
And she looked at me silently with kind but sad eyes
In a way to remind me that the painful struggle would be worth it