Idk what to do
CONTENT WARNING: DEPRESSION
Numb
Afraid
Overwhelmed
Paralyzed
Empty
I just
Don’t know what do do
So I do nothing
I stay here
Safe
Inside
So I cannot make
Another mistake
Even though I know
This, already is one
It’s just…
I just…
Do I really deserve this life?
Am I able
To keep moving forward?
They say
Be stronger
Be confident,
Only if it were
That easy
I wonder how
My feet have not failed me yet
How my heart keeps beating
My mind is still thinking
Or what direction
I’m going
They tell me
To have trust
To have faith
To surrender
But if it were that easy
It would already be done
So where is His will?
I wish I could see it
If only I could see it.
Sometimes I still ask
Why?
I know this pain
Does not always have a reason
I know that faith and trust
Are larger than what I can see
But I still
Don’t know what to do
On the outside
It all looks so easy
In hindsight
It all makes sense
But inside
I feel nothing
Because I long for
A connection
But am afraid
So I keep
Running away
And I say
No one cares
As it echoes
Until it becomes true
Until I
Sit here silently
Still not knowing
What I should do,
Until my heart aches,
Until I cry
Wave goodbye
To what I thought I knew
Losing all the hope
I dropped along the way
And I become
Who I never wanted to be,
Someone too afraid
To be the real me
To live the life He gave me.
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Healing (2021)
Here is a *draft* of a “piecewise” poem that includes photos I took and the thoughts that came with them. I thought I would try something new to help show the healing process I’m currently going through. All of these photos were taken on my college campus in settings very personal to me, and even though it’s not really “complete” I decided to post this for World Suicide Prevention Day. The text version will also be below.
The past burdens
That have become my present healing
Include the quiet nights
Of summer and fall
Where the campus empties
And fog thickens,
The memories of the cool night's rain
Wish again to wash me away
But I, this time
At this hour, this night
Can see every dim light's glow
As I observe quietly, instead of cry
The bell tower tolls
Not of death but of life
Ringing in the new choir
For the new year.
-
There are many parts, many scenes
From the cicadas to the crickets,
Here on this lowly road
We encounter the loneliness of being alone
The drizzle follows kindly
As the dewdrops kiss my lips,
It is the simple sounds
That become this new symphony
-
It is peace, protection, and prayer
That I stumble upon in this place
Here, it was hope
That became the flightless bird
Perhaps known as the garden of the grave
For the one who sits
On the soiled stone,
He knows not of the fire that burned
Or how the rooftops cried
Through the darkest night
Of how one wrong step
Became the light's tragic end
-
Oh how we hoped
Oh how we dreamed
That this empty space
Is what I dreamed
As I chose this path of healing.
The gates of Heaven
Refused to open for me,
All I had wished for then
Was peace
With a new perspective
To be free
-
Oh how the grass has grown,
And new life, new things
Have come to their own beginnings
At least happiness has turned
Back towards me
Instead of running away
Oh how I wished then
To love these beautiful days,
For it is here where I found today
An unwavering embrace.
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Numb
CONTENT WARNING: Depression
Here are two short pieces trying to describe the feeling of numbness. Please read them slowly, as they were meant to portray the sluggishness of going through life in a deep emotional state.
(1)
Numbness feels
Like how music evokes emotion,
Except listening and processing
The sounds heard
Evoke nothing.
The heart just beats
Soundly, untouched
Unmoved by any bass,
That aligns with its frequency.
That, is numbness,
The feeling
Of no feeling.
(2)
I am neither alive nor dead
I just am
Right now
This feeling seems constant
It is just
My state of being.
I am numb
And if I feel
I don’t want to
My emotions
Are my greatest enemy
Followed by
My thoughts
Then my self-worth
Or the lack thereof
Life is overwhelming.
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Touch of Heaven
CONTENT WARNING: DEPRESSION
From functional to
Paralyzed and overwhelmed
Depression still consumes me
The nights get shorter
But the days are still
Full of rain
I just wish I knew
When this would go away
I’ve been stuck here
For far too long,
So long that
A part of me has died
And needs to be reborn
To redevelop
To grow
Again…
This garden used to be
Full of seeds
Yearning for the sun
Growing tall
And growing strong
But now,
It’s full of weeds
Wilted, damaged, frail
It’s time to start over
Once more
Some days
I’m too exhausted to put in the work
Just to be alive
I go day by day
Wondering all the same,
I still wish I knew
Why
I was here.
I only know
That the people I’ve met along the way
Are the reasons why I stay
I know that Love
Is real
I know that He
Exists
I know that
Life can be beautiful
And that there’s always something
Worth living for
But even when I see it
That time soon comes to pass
Going from present, to past
It becomes a memory
Skewed in my mind
Molded only
To be made into lies
Eating away at
The goodness
I still have left inside
So I fight
Because I have no choice
But to choose
Life
Every moment
Of every single day
Difficult
Is an understatement,
But in the end
I have to know
That it’s worth it
Because one day
Someday
I will feel the safe embrace
Of beauty
Love
Grace,
Once again receiving
A touch of Heaven
Here on Earth.
I wrote this one in January 2019, at a point where I was still overcoming deep depression, but I was at least starting to see that there was a reason to keep going, I would say a reason to find hope but at this stage I wasn’t quite there yet. Just over 2 weeks later I got a job offer which I later accepted, and after that it felt like a burden was lifted off my shoulders. I love looking back at my timeline and seeing all that was ahead of me, and I am thankful I am in a place where I can do so without being clouded by such deep emotional pain. If you are there now, I hope you find your reasons to stay.
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Fruit & Flowers
From flowers
To fruit,
This tree grows
Season by season
Smiling in the summer sun
In July
To the seeds to sow again
In early August
You were never
A late bloomer,
Just unique
And decisive
Almost stubborn
You were full of conviction
To go against the grain
To take heart
For what you believed in
You were
Ahead of your time,
Ahead of the sunset
And now you are
Ahead of life itself
Bearing more fruit
On a simple tree
Than I know I will ever
Be blessed enough
To eat
Yet you still stand out
Never tall
Among the rest
Of these
And I continue to thank you
For the little things;
In the flowers you will always
Remain
And in the fruit you bear
You will always be a part
Of the infinite tree,
Dropping seeds
Every season,
To growing flowers
Every spring
You have not been reduced
To the greenness of nature, rather
You have been elevated
To the heights of Heaven,
Greener than anything
I have ever seen
As you bear this fruit
That I hope you will share
With me,
The sweetness abounds
In the smell of the flowers
That grow to fade away,
Only to be born
Into something pure again
I will always thank you
For being in the flowers,
And I will continue to thank you
For laying these new seeds
So I thank you again for
The unique perspective
You have given me,
That I once defined as
Unworthy to be seen.
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I will love you just the same
From fragrant smells
And sweet eyes
To tender touch
And soft smiles
I’d love to embrace
You
With all of my life
Not just in secret
But in broad daylight and
Plain sight.
Yet inside me I know
I am not ready to be seen
For if we were to be locked
Behind the closets
Closed
Beyond the doors and gates,
You and I stuck
In an intimate gaze
Eyes and faces
Inches to millimeters away,
All confidence and assurance in me
Will fade
Fearfully
To shame
For in the mirror I still see
What I know not to be me,
As the vulnerability
It takes to stare so innocently
Is beyond the courage I hold,
This is more courage
Than I know
This reflection is the anxiety
That is blinding and petrifying,
Signaling me to pull away
From your eyes entwined with mine
To which the other beside me
Would have to gently plea,
Pry her fingers
Out of my hand to caress my cheeks,
Wipe away these tears
Force me to look into her eyes
And say that we
Are more than okay,
That we are not insane
As the wave of panic sets in
A tight loving embrace
With whispers it will be okay
Is the only way
To let it fade away
And when my flushed face
Becomes whole again,
You will lift my chin
Bow your glimmering eyes to meet mine
Take my hands to softly smooth each line,
Turn the edges of your mouth
Towards a bashful smile
Then delicately place your lips to mine
Reassuring me that this fear
Will not last through the night.
It will be your face on my forehead
Which I will not forget
Just as much as how you calm
My thoughts in the terrifying silence
This is how I
Will learn to seize the day,
Love everything beyond a profound gratitude
As I learn to love you
It is because of you
That I will learn to love this
And every season of love
That comes with it
For you will be my teacher
Yet you will still find a way
To grow with me,
As I prepare to forge new paths for you
And lean into the unknowns
I will lift you up
Onto these short skinny shoulders
They may be weak
But they will give you strength
For in exchange for my loyalty and love
And the confidence you have instilled in me,
You owe me nothing
And I will love you just the same.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not attempting to romanticize a potentially unhealthy relationship where someone is closeted and the other is not, it is attempting to display a balance of patience and grace knowing that I have come out to myself, but am actively working through the remainder of my internalized homophobia I have grown up with. This is not based on a real story, this is based on my imagination of what I feel like would happen before my first kiss because I’ve never been in a relationship.
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New Eyes
CW: Some internalized homophobia
Warning: This is 15 pages on Google Docs so it’s long. This is a combination of poems I’ve written over the past year or so (if my timeline is correct) about realizing and processing through some of my past crushes. It took me til version 4 to shift my perspective and not be ashamed of how I felt about these people. It’s kind of depressing to think that it took me no less than 4 years to get rid of the shame surrounding my sexuality, and even still I have my days, but in this case it makes for a nice arc that comes to accept everything by the end. In case you’re interested here’s a brief background on each person. I’m gonna go off since it’s already the length of a chapter of a book lmao.
1. She is literally the reasons for all of this. She was someone who I’ve known since middle school because we were in the “accelerated math group” together. She was always popular, but something always struck me differently about her. During our sr year of high school I sent her a message on Facebook and we had a few conversations on there. We were the only girls in our math class by this time and tbh we had more conversations online than we ever did in-person...we even sat next to each other in class omfg.
2. This one is about a friend I met in college. She was pretty, full of joy, and has a nice smile so I’m a very simple person when it comes to being attracted to people lol. I forced myself to get over it quickly and I’m thankful we still talk sometimes despite never really hanging out outside of the Christian group we were in lol.
3. Damn, this one’s about the friend referenced in “To see her smile again”. She’s literally just too perfect and the day I realized I got butterflies when she walked into the room was the day I fully realized/accepted that okay there’s more to me than being straight. I still don’t know how or why she loved me so well.
4. This one is about a friend I met in college, literally on the first day I was there. We were both in the same orientation group and were both so awkward we somehow stuck around together all 4 years lmao. Idk if she’s just awkward around me only or everyone, but by the end I could feel some kind of unspoken tension between us, especially after we went to see a play for the theatre class we took that was about Stonewall lol. A part of me wanted to say something but another part of me thought that maybe she was in a different place in the same journey of discovering her sexuality. The funniest part is that on Valentine’s Day I think a year ago we DM’ed on Instagram for 5 hours str8 (gay).
5. Aah yes, just another one of my Twitter crushes. Jk the first Twitter crush oooh! It took me like a good 6 months to fully accept said crush and like another 6 months to fully get over it. Truly I wish her all the best and all the healing.
V1.0
Once upon a time,
These eyes grazed the truth
They saw the surface
They saw someone
With so much purpose
A life with a heart
Transcending barriers and
A mind with the ability
To achieve great things
A person so pure
Hiding their true self within
Yet solid and confident in
Serving
It was this willingness
Intelligence
Freedom
To get lost in music and dance
Goodness
Integrity
That led me to believe
You were one of the most beautiful people
I had ever seen.
And this,
Is the truth that these eyes
Could see
Objectively,
Honestly,
Truthfully,
As transparently as
Any teacher
Any observer
Any friend
Knew you to be.
Yet still,
My mind seems
To have forsaken me.
What I know now
Is what I failed to admit then
What I replay in my head
Is what I am slowly learning
To accept within
It brings me shame
To let these emotions
Finally come in
And it brings me pain,
Because that's not how I want to remember
How and why
This was perhaps, the "best" end.
I want to remember
The objective observations
The person we all saw,
Not just me
I want to remember
Rightfully,
The words you said to me
I want to remember
How I tried to look inside you
So deeply
And how you gracefully
Eloquently
Opened up to me.
All I hope
Is that these memories mean
At least half of what they do to you
As they do to me.
Even if I
Can now look in this mirror
And see,
Say these words to myself
Breathe
And let them be,
I will never forget
What you meant
To everyone
You met.
But because I tried
To look so deep
Because I tried
To love you as you were,
As you are
I ended up finding something
Only these eyes now
Could see.
I cannot say
That I fell in love
With a fantasy
Because love
Is so vast and deep
But there was
A new feeling inside of me
An emotion
I would hide
Because I never wanted it to be
Outside
For anyone
To see.
I look back at these moments
That replay inside my mind
From every bathroom anxious tear
I cried
Unknowingly
Became the catalyst
For this "why"
Why was I so anxious
And afraid?
But that won't explain
Why did I even feel
The way that I did?
I didn't want to
I pushed it down
So easily
It took me almost 5 years
To finally accept
This story
That lingered inside of me.
Once I see
A heart, soul, human life
To love,
I jump in wholeheartedly
Because I guess
That is just who I am,
Who I was made to be.
But I didn't expect
That I'd be here
Confronting these
Treacherous conflicting feelings
That to the casual observer
Make it seem like
It was all for me,
Self-motivated
Self-intentioned
Just to set my eyes on something
I could not define
At the time.
If not me
If I can't believe it,
I hope you know
Remember
And see
That regardless of what I felt
The words we never said
Still give you more
Than a thousand reasons
To keep on breathing
And to keep on being
The beautiful person
We all knew
You'd grow to be.
V2.0
Imagine
What this heart can do
Imagine
What this heart can feel
What these eyes
Can see inside
Before the mind
Redraws the lines.
Imagine
God's truth
Willfully entering the soul
Revealing more
Than I could ever know
But all that I feel
Is beyond words.
Imagine
That what is beyond words
Is not beyond shame
In fact,
Shame has now met these emotions
And tainted this love,
The love the Lord has given
To this heart of mine
This love that was pure
Of good intention
Is now questioned,
Because of the reality,
My reality,
The way my mind sees
I can only perceive
What these eyes gaze upon
And the brain processes, filters,
Through its many recognized colors
I cannot see
What was not meant for me
And what is
Beyond me.
With these eyes,
Imperfect and perhaps blind,
They let me look upon a face
Labeling it within me as shame
Instead of grace
I used to be able to see,
What I thought so innocently,
Now a darkened fiend
Of what was made
A friend
What has now surfaced
Became lies
What has harbored
Is judgment
Internally,
And nocturnal
I have become
This is merely
Not what I wanted to see
But rather
A predator where it meets its prey
Onlooking the target
Ready to strip
Its life away
But here,
This life is dignity
Of the soul across the room
Once the prime and primitive
Instincts and defense mechanisms activate,
There is no more reason,
No way
That words will ever be able
To explain.
This
Feels lost
Feels lonely
Like no one but me
Will understand clearly
That I love
Deeply
Wholly
I dare say beautifully
Whether or not these feelings
Are just my feelings
Or beyond
Only my reality.
Because reality
Is subjective
Different between both you and me
But somehow still
We may find common ground
Where the images our minds outline
Overlap and see the same
It is here, where more than I
Can finally understand.
It is here,
Where words are no longer the enemy
But the potion and antidote
To this shame
For this shame
Has met humility
Vulnerability
The courage
To be me
Even if
The whole world will never know
I know the whole world
Will never understand,
I still stand
With my heart tall
Convicted with truth
Rooted in the Lord's Truth
That you are so beyond and
Better than beautiful
It fills me
With awe.
V3.0
These new eyes that have seen
Change unfolding
Have also seen
Love unraveling.
From all the sweetness
And fondness
Of pure untarnished memories,
To what I don't know if I know
How to see,
This is me
Raw and untouched
Naked and ashamed
To have loved
The friend who was
Never meant
For me.
Blessed was I
To have found one
So faithful and kind
For once not out of reach
But yet still
Out of my league
With all the riches
Of intelligence to joy
And of course
A smile that was not
For the faint of heart to see
I have loved before,
For it was here I found love
In the purest form
First, foremost,
Of friendship
It was here
Where every good thing
That resonated inside me
Grew tenfold
With this unknown blessing
That I had fathomed to know
Beyond blessings ever received.
Yet,
Little did I know,
It took courage
To love this way.
Selfless
Never ill-intentioned
I tried to be
Until the end.
It was generously
That she gave me
And so kindly
Yet humbly
I tried to give back
Never feeling like
What I gave was enough,
As she so gracefully
Accepted everything
Speaking to me without words
It was more than enough.
There is not a single soul
That I have met
Who could ever be
Her
Anything like her,
Who could also be
Or will likely ever be
My friend.
It was on the days
We left,
Where our presences departed
Where I had no regrets
But it was then
When I realized
The sadness and grief
Was yet the loss
Of love,
Including the Lord's Love.
It was she,
Who lamentably taught me
How butterflies felt
Inside me
All the way
To fear and shame
Of this very discovery
As well as
The best hugs
Any person may probably ever give me.
There is no one like her,
And there is no one better for her
Than her husband,
And this I know,
It is he who I know
To be faithful, kind,
Courageous, righteous,
Steadfast and
Unconditionally loving
But somehow,
I ask the Holy Spirit
Did you bring her Here
To teach me
About love, faithfulness, and joy?
Did you bring her Here
To show me light in the world
Once more?
Did you bring her here
To have a friend for once,
To give me courage to speak,
To love a friend deeply?
And did you bring her here
So that I could love so deeply
That I found this part of me?
I can still say
To this day
That I have
No regrets
About anything I
Have written or said
To this friend,
The greatest gift,
A catalyst
For this journey,
And the one who gives
The best hugs
With the sweetest smiles
I’ll ever be blessed to receive.
V4.0
Once where
A new era began,
A seed was planted
In the mere probability of our existence
We did not find each other
We stumbled upon one another
In a way where awkwardness
Was the main contributor
To our similarities
Yet you stayed
And I of course, stayed
Somehow we relished
In a relieving familiarity
Perhaps,
It brought us together
For that reason.
But what we had
And what we have
Has grown from a seed,
Watered, waiting
We are here
Where I never thought we would be:
Friends now far away,
Yet still able to relate
But even then
What does it mean?
It may not mean much of anything.
For a fleeting feeling
Lines the nerves of my being
Extremities tense
While the rest of me at peace
For this is the only awkwardness
We have known to overcome,
Time and time again,
—I never know
Where your thoughts go
There is so much to be learned
So much we will never know
But in each other,
We have still grown.
Maybe this is the best feeling
I would never have known
If I were not able
To express it freely
Maybe one day
Our lives not our hearts
Will collide
Telling the same story
Of who we were always meant to be.
V5.0
To Jade,
A jewel of always
Every color but green,
Your story is a wonderful epic,
Tales of travels
That never grow old
They write an unapologetic narrative
Of every highest mountain top
And every lowest valley
You have climbed as high
Just as much as you
Have fallen down and cried
And I,
I so wished to see and to learn
Of every broken piece to your life
That you thought you needed to earn
But I,
Even with good intentions
Fell into a hole I could not climb
I embraced every part
At the expense of my joy
Only adding
To my despair
But you taught me
What strength and courage
Could be
To say it is easy
To wake up every day
Without the one
Who loved you most
Is irreparable
As much as he was irreplaceable
To say the scars it leaves behind
Are mere wounds of the flesh to be tended to
Would simply be a lie
But still I
Fell in love with
What it could look like
To see you wake up every morning
And choose life
For there is nothing more brave
As the story you write
And continue to write.
I still stand by
And wish to look upon your life
To see how far you've come
But at least I've passed beyond
The emotions I feared would last forever
Back then I was confused
Back then I was still learning
And I thank you for helping me
Find who I am
Even if I can never say
I fell as deep for love's sake,
If I ever find you
Stumble upon
Or see you
I will find the reddest rose
And gift it to you
For the honor and memory of your brother
And for the honor and memory of you
Because sometimes words
Will never be enough
To describe what will always
Be blooming in you
(And how you've allowed me
To blossom too).
Conclusion / V1.5
Without what happened that night
These essays would never have turned to poems
Without the words we never said
I wouldn’t have these reasons why I write
You are still as beautiful as the day I met you
And the day I left you when I accepted
You will remain a memory, not a friend meant for forever
Or even for a second
But still, I do not hesitate
To smile and be embarrassed
Knowing now all
That I did not know then
That brings clarity, closure, and an end.
I never loved you
But I definitely liked you
Enough to zone in on
Every beat of your heart
Enough to make you see
Who you were always made to be
And how worthy you are
To be you,
To be everything you are.
And so here I remain,
Content and at peace
Knowing I am allowed
To never-more be ashamed.
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To see her smile again
It is not her lips
That were ever meant
To meet mine,
Rather she had
The most beautiful arms
To ever embrace mine.
I am more content
As a friend
Than I could ever be
Holding her hand
But if I could make a wish
I would wish only
To see her smile again,
And be the joy she finds
In everything.
This one is very personal and means a lot to me. It represents 4 years of debating whether I had fallen in love with a friend or not. I still don’t quite know how far, deep, or wide the love I have for her is, but regardless this is me coming to terms with the fact that I only want to be her friend. No matter the butterflies I still get when she texts me, I know her husband is perfect for her and her hugs and smile are all I ever need.
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When the Pope refuses to bless same-sex marriage
It feels like heartbreak
It feels like betrayal
That the religion and rules
Which ensue us time and time again
Play the game to cast us out
Of the promised land
For only the God of Ages
Knows the tale as old as time,
Where our darkened hearts find
A place to let the light in
Yet if we are the warriors who fight
On the wrong side,
For who then is left with salvation?
We know not purity of clear-cut clarity,
We only know pain, anguish, and shame instead
But when those who hold authority
Answer from “Authority,”
We cry out never-ending
Who was the veil torn for?
Sin may infinitely overflow in the cup
From which we ourselves pour,
However it seems that We
Will never find the answer.
It is as if there is only one question that ever remains:
"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me!?"
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A Kiss in the Rain
As I look
Into the distance
Of these distant dreams,
Out of the pouring rain
I see
Passion forming
Something bitter
Turned to sour
Then sweet,
Ripening
Under the teardrops
Drowned
In raindrops,
Falling
I see two faces
Young and female
Forgoing what is familiar
Now stepping into
The unknown
Upon the stepping stones
To the stairs
To the porch,
Up to, the front door
Where shame meets
Courage
Upon the doorstep
Hands interlocked
Laced upwards
Then letting go
To caress her face
She is afraid
But leans into
What her heart only knows
To be true
It is cold
It is wet
It is imperfect
Like she is,
But even in these
Circumstances,
Love decides
To win
Even during
The downpour,
The world outside
Becomes erased,
Even numb to the quiet
Subtle state
Of two faces
Together,
Vulnerable,
Against the odds
Of destiny and fate
They know that this
Is the beginning of something new,
They also know
That every moment after this
Will be different
And uncertain
But the cost,
At what cost
Do you sacrifice
All you've known
For all you've lost?
In this world,
In this life,
If only
We had the answers
To who we really are,
Then maybe
We wouldn't long for
A slow kiss in the rain
So much as
A safe place to stay,
To say
What love really means.
In honor of Pride Month, I will be *attempting* to post more, and post more poems about sexuality/my journey coming to terms with who I am. I decided to start with this one since I wrote it last year in June about a dream I had: two teenage girls on the porch of a big fancy/country house having a moment of vulnerability in the rain. When I first wrote this I didn't particularly identify with either character, I identified with the narrator/the speaker of this poem. But now after a whole year of further reflection and learning, I am perhaps the fourth character: the reader/observer who wishes they were the one experiencing this moment.
Feel free to switch out pronouns if it makes reading easier/better for you.
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God rlly said PUNISHMENT
UGH if uf had just followed covid protocols then maybe the trin worlds 2021 dream wouldn’t be dead
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Hopeful Melodies
When I didn’t know
That I needed it
The most important melodies
The most important words
Were heard
In these ears.
Behold
The future
Presented by
The past
These recurring patterns
With different nightmares
Trap me
Inside reality,
The darkest night
Of all.
Words cannot save me
Crumbling walls will not break me
Yet I can still
Breathe.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Life.
Live.
Love.
Alive,
A love,
A light,
A note,
Turned to hope
In these quiet
Crying eyes.
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Shooting Stars
As the fall breeze blows
Signaling the end of summer
I wish upon the shooting stars
Of August's annual show
That I could feel
A quiet peace
Of a new love blossoming
Everything from
The friendship
Beginnings of butterflies
Giggles and smiles
On a cool fall's night
I want to
Look up at the stars
Interlace our fingers
And feel the intimate soft glow
Of the moon glistening
Between our eyes
It is but
The softest smile
That carries the most love
And I cannot wait
Until the stars align
To bless me with this simple beauty
Of a heart encountering
A romance for the first time,
And
Two hearts merging
Growing
Procuring
Something real
Something true
Like a quiet storm brewing
That takes over the day
With the best gifts
I never thought existed
Almost as enchanting as
A fairy tale
But more bright and bold
Than any color combination
And more powerful than
A hurricane
Yet so simple and soft
Like a blanket covering our bodies
Keeping us warm and close
In a moment of music
Sung by the symphony of crickets
Under the night sky.
I want to look upon your face
Without fear,
And with only smiles
Filling my heart with
Peace
Comfort
Joy
Like a never-ending embrace
So I know I am safe
Never alone
Full of hope
Sharing a love
Under the stars
That we never thought we'd own.
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Daffodils (Eighty Six)
Today I saw 86 kinds and colors
Of only the most beautiful flowers
That reminded me of you.
I may not know their genus or species
Or how many I really found,
But over and over again
Their colors
Are beautiful and bright
Vibrant, just like you
When I walked
To remember you
When I looked at your tree
Whenever I sit
On your bench
Whenever I see your cross
When I drive home from work,
I remember
And as long as I am here
As long as I am Here
I will remember
Without even needing
To think
But always needing
To write
These words
Only for you.
Why write?
Why do I write?
Why do I bother
To write these words
For no one else to see?
Why be vulnerable,
Why write these words
Instead of using my voice
To speak?
Why do I bother
To sing in private
Or in the confines of
My own car?
What do I have to share,
If otherwise just for you?
What do I have to give?
Only the Lord knows
What is true.
Recurring
Over and over
I have these thoughts of your courage
Courage to speak
Courage to write
Courage to trust
And courage to love
If you were here today
Would you love
Who I have become?
Would you embrace
This heart of mine
More than I do,
Knowing the Truth
Before I even do?
Or would I
Be cast aside,
Not worthy
To be reconciled,
For no matter what I do
My fate
In this faith
Is determinate?
I know and I struggle
To remember that this
Is all about you
And not me,
I know heaven
Is not just a theory
Yet somehow
This all ties together
The knots seem
To never end
While the bows
Are left far ahead,
Beyond me
And what these eyes see
So help me to see
The 14 flowers
I am missing
Help me
To find a place in the garden
Where you want them to be
Help me to give
Each of them a name
For your honor and memory
Because someday,
I will leave
This place
Move onto
A new life
Somewhere else
And even though I know
You will always be with me,
I cannot be tangibly close
Or really know
If you still
Or ever
Miss me.
And for some reason
Death feels so final
Even though I know
It is not the end
Your life on Earth
Indeed has come to an end,
It is a reason
To find hope, here
It is a reason
To cry, here
It is a reason
To smile, here
And a reason
To always remember you
Carry the thoughts and memories
On this journey.
As my heart breaks
Over and over again
More often than
Once a year for you
I will remember to smile still
Cry still
Find peace,
And be still
The night may follow
With the dark clouds
Always looming behind me,
But like the yellow balloons
That always made me happy,
The string I hold
Tethers me to you
Just as
The flowers always do.
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To Have a Son
A daughter is born
To soften a good father’s heart
To make him smile
To let him hug
And learn to protect
A son is born
To strengthen the heart of
A future man
With love for his mom
Respect for life
And to uphold dignity
With grace and light
To raise a boy, a son
Into a good man
Is a blessing bestowed
Onto the faithful,
Most loving,
Most kind
For if the Lord gave a gift
Of softness and awe
Should it not be
A sweet baby,
The mere product
Of such love?
To create a life
Takes courage:
To be vulnerable
And pure
With all intentions
The heart has
To serve
To love
Is to be vulnerable
The true test of strength
Male or female
Man or woman
Is to be vulnerable.
To grow a man
From the dirt and seeds
Sowed under sun,
He must be showered with love
Watered with wisdom
Raked with compassion
Encouraged with empathy
Shown mercy
Imperfect grace
And unconditional love
Because from the ground
He will grow tall
But not intimidating
Strong and stern
With an open heart
He will know light
From dark
Will have a selfless soul
And he will know
What it’s like
To be afraid of the unknown
But with sweet eyes
A soft smile
He will confide
He will seek
He will fight
Bravely
Yet not alone
As fiercely as the women
By his side
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A Poem for a Quarantine
How will we treat
This season of uncertainty?
Will we embrace it gracefully
With open and clean hands?
Or will we still
Choose to hate
Isolate
Instead of bring each other together
Build each other up
And become the cohesive
Undivided world
Beyond boundaries
That we all wanted to work towards
And achieve?
Let us become
More aware of our present
Your presence
Everything surrounding us
The quietness encasing us
And remind us
Even isolated
We are never alone
We are never alone,
Especially now,
As the whole world knows
Similar circumstances now.
It is ironic how
The only time we unite
Is when everything falls apart
And we have no one to turn to
But each other.
So let us love
Let us serve
Let us dig deeper
Into our hearts and souls
Help us
Carve out the judgment
From our hardened hearts
To make space
For something new,
Let us be at peace
Feel great joy
And surround each other
With this love we know
Help us share this love too,
For if it is all we can know
About a stranger,
About one another,
Then we have truly lived
A fulfilling life
Giving purpose
And the greatest gift
We humans can ever give
Or receive.
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The Sunset
As the sun sets
On this day
Darkness looms over the sky
Yet again
And the fear of tomorrow
Sets in,
Creeping
Into the uncertainty
And anxiety
That fuels this worry
That steals this hope
As well as the joy
That tomorrow
May otherwise bring
With gratitude,
With goodness.
But alas,
We are here,
Consumed in the present
With what is yet to come
Paralyzed by
What we cannot see.
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