A short modern poem about a girl speaking out about who she is and who she tried being for someone she loved. Continue reading Not Your Hero – Poetry
This is a short poem written from the point of view of a girl that is finally growing up and how understanding the cliche’s of the world aren’t actual realities. How loving yourself is alot more important than finding someone to love you.
I hope you enjoy it!
As a kidI believed in fairytalesWhere a prince would rescue meAnd I would heal himBut reality struck hardAnd no one came to save meI got sick of playing the victimAnd got myself out of the tall palaceAs a kidI believed in fairytalesWhere a prince would injure himselfAnd I would heal himBut reality struck hardAnd I realised the prince isn’t the only one with scars,That I cannot heal anythingAnd He didnt want to always be healedMuch less he could never get rid of the scarsNo matter what he took from me
Last year on my birthday, I featured my favourite writers online in hopes of giving back to the community, showcase some new Ah-mazing writers and to give you some more writers you can read online for free.
Since my birthday is tomorrow. I am continuing the tradition I started last year. Here is my birthday present to all of YOU.
Here is the list of my 11 favourite writers that inspired, improved, challenged and taught me through their writings online in some way or another this year.
Writers that you can read huge amounts of work for FREE online and be inspired challenged and amazed.
Fasten your belts…
Here we go!
A short love poem that didn’t evolve the way I thought it would. Losing someone when you thought they will be there is just another experience. It takes away your trust in things and people. It’s okay though you grow up and learn from this. You now understand better who to trust and who not to.
Hope you like it!
In spring I met him
He loved my laugh
And asked me for coffee
In summer we cuddled on his bed
While the screen played some random movie
In fall my life started falling apart
My smile weaken and my eyes lost their shine
And through I tried to battle
with all my might
The truth is I allowed you to hurt meNot just youI allowed everyone to put me downI allowed people to control meIn the name of loveI allowed people to make me cry tearsbehind closed doorYou know,so that they don’t feel bad for harming meI allowed thisBecause somewhere down belowUnder the sheet of bravery and strengthI thought I deserved itI believed I deserved to be in painI thought I deserved to cryBut I didn’t.