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
A quick reminder of the simple things we forget in our busy lives. about self-growth, self awareness and self love. In a quick and simple list of the things I learnt this year.
She asks what I love about her,
And I think of her wild brown hair that dances with her in her pokemon Pjs .
I think of her blush that starts from her neck and stains her whole face in a matter of seconds. I think of her wild smile that heightens my heart rate all the time. I think of the times she holds her head high. I think of the times she annoys me out of my mind when I wonder if she is crazy but gosh I fall harder those times.
But darling, sometimes they leave.
They just walk off while standing right there.
And that is the biggest deception of it all.
They are there. Standing.
But not for you anymore.
The people you trusted so much,
the people who were your rocks are suddenly gone.
And it makes you question everything from day to night
and how maybe that is what you always were supposed to be, Alone.
And sometimes the people you saw your future with, Leave
Without stumbling or even pausing.
Without hesitating even a bit.
My head was spinning a little, my legs felt like they would give in at any moment and between it all I felt like flying. Yet somehow it all felt right.
It is a very weird emotion, you want to live in that moment forever but want it to end soon. So you can run and feed that hunger that begins growing in you with that happiness. It is like adrenaline. You want more and more of it. This growing hunger screams ‘we need to get more of these medals’. This hunger slowly drives you insane but keeps you sane too.