Wednesday, 29 May 2013

Smash (cause and effect)


I am very lucky to have had him in my life. He was always there to say the right things, to hold me, to brush my hair away from my face, to kiss me softly in the rain. He was the light in the darkness, the soft blanket that enveloped me in the cold night. The flicker of hope for someone who was long past believing in something. Or someone. He never failed to make me laugh or smile. I could never be mad at him for longer than five minutes. He was my best friend, my first love. I-” 
Breathe in a shuddering breath 
“I never hoped this day would come.” 
Wipe away the single tear gliding down your cheek 
“I remember all the times we were together. Sneaking out to lie under a tree at the very middle of a massive grass field. He would have his arm around me while we were staring up at the sky and I would say something like how beautiful the night sky was and he would joke around about how it was weird that everyone talked about how pretty the stars were when they were already dead and I would reply with beauty is infinite and he would look down and say I know.”
Close eyes and let yourself enter the memory
“We would lie like that for hours. Me wrapped up in his coat with his warm arms tight and secure around me, my head nestled in the crook of his neck.”
Back to reality, open eyes 
“We had so many wonderful moments together and so many more that we should’ve had. I know nothing lasts forever. I guess, I guess I just wished it didn’t have to end so soon. No, I don’t believe in heaven but I do believe there is somewhere we all go when we... die. Different for every person I guess. Somewhere you can be at peace and visit anyone you want to.” 
Bite lip 
“It isn’t fair for someone to be ripped from your lives on such short notice. All it takes is five careless seconds for someone to smash into you full force with the front of their car. Crushing you into oblivion. You may think that only one person dies in the crash there, but that is a lie.”
Clench fists 
“By killing one person you kill a bit of anyone who is or ever was close to them. A part of their heart dies with the person you killed.” 
Unclench fists
“There is no excuse for taking someone’s life away. Drunk driving, drugs, car crash, murder, drowning, there is ALWAYS a reason. Cause and effect. Just because you didn’t give them the drug overdose doesn’t mean you didn’t kill them. It might not fully be your fault but you are still a part of the blame. Driving carelessly and hitting someone though is completely and utterly your own fault. You take the full blame. He didn’t deserve to be hit by a car. I didn’t deserve to go through this. But the person who hit him, they deserve to go through all of this pain and more. They need to learn how to control their actions and their life. They need to learn how to feel empty like a black pit is swallowing you whole. They need to learn what it feels like to cry yourself to sleep every night.”
Pause. deep breath. continue.
“And they never will. They might go to jail for a while but they won’t feel the pain of having someone stolen from their life never to be seen again.” 
Let the tears fall 
“So many times I have called him to realize that he can’t answer his phone. So many times I have walked to his house to see him and remember that he will never set foot outside again. So many times I have ran to the grass field to lie under our tree and watch the stars with him and just break down crying because I will never be held by him again.” 
Get a hold of yourself, stand up straight, be strong 
“I don’t know how to continue without him. He was my life. He would fix all the pieces of my heart and glue them back together. Whenever anything was going wrong he would be there to help me through it.” 
Set foot into the lapping waves of the water 
“Without him I’m nothing. I have nothing to live for. There is no one here for me. I don’t have any family, I never talked to anyone at school either.” 
Walk further into water, up to the knees 
“He was like the ocean to my boat, he supported me and kept me from sinking all this time but with him gone I’m starting to drown again.”
Let the water rush up to your waist 
“I’m being pulled down to the very bottom, the depths of the murky waters. I’m so numb I can hardly function. I’m on my way back to him.” 
Slide down till water reaches your neck 
“I want to go to that place where there is peace, where I can see him again. Where nothing and everything matters all at the same time. I don’t want to be strong anymore. I just want to let go.” 
Lower your head into water and don’t ascend. 


Thursday, 2 May 2013

Contradicting thoughts


I’m trying so hard to be strong
and to take control of what’s
mine. Everyday I struggle and                                  
                                                      I'm                                                                                        
not sure how long I can withstand
this. There is a pain behind my eyes.
A dull throbbing like something is                             
                                                      trapped                                                          
beneath my skull. I shut my eyelids
hoping that the darkness will sooth
it, but it only makes things worse.                             
                                                      Inside                                                    
my head I picture myself shutting the
doors to my mind; I’m putting bars up
so that I’m blocking                                                                      
                                                      someone                                                 
or something that can come and hurt me.
I can feel myself beginning to fade still, 
after all I did to try to stop it.
Something entirely new is taking over. It’s
not me. If you talk to me it’s somebody
                                                      else.                                                         
Something with a mind of it’s own is 
inside me and it wants out. It wants to
experience the world through my eyes
and it will stop at nothing. I need
                                                      help.                                                  
Please I need someone to help me,
to see that I’m not evil. What is happening
isn’t my doing, it’s not 
                                                      me.                                                              
Why can’t you see that? 



Sonder


I look out my window
wonder about all 
the other people
living out there.
Sounds selfish
but it feels like
I’m the only one
who matters.
I think that’s because
I can only see into
my mind
not the mind
of others.
I sometimes forget
that there are
other people
living lives
just like me.
I forget they experience
                      Love
                          Happiness
                                   Joy
                                      Grief
                                          Sorrow and
                                                    Pain.

                                                    I now realize
  we are all connected
by that one thin
little red string
that ties our fates 
together
intertwines our lives
into others
making us remember
that we aren’t
the only ones
out there.

Self Deception


I walk forward
my body won’t move. 
Try to reach my hand out instead
arms and legs like lead
grasp for the blue balloon
just can’t move
trapped.
Picture myself
long, flowing dark hair
pink cheeks
strong calves
running, running
to the blue balloon
that is slowly floating away.
I look down.
My hair isn’t dark or long
it’s cut
short blonde bob
cheeks without colour
grey like the ash
falling around me
my legs are thin
weak
barely holding me up.
Realization dawns on me.
I understand
I am
trapped, trapped
in a foreign land
a foreign body
that will never be mine.
That’s when
I break down.
Slowly fading away
into the sky.
Disappearing.
My fingers
inches from the string
that hangs from
my blue balloon.

Friday, 22 March 2013

Through your mind's eye

What would it be like to explore your mind?
People say your eyes are the windows to your soul.
Maybe that's how you get there, from seeing things and having experiences.
What it must be to walk through the path of thoughts, endure a brain storm, read the book of emotions. Is your face hard and blank like a single sheet of paper that someone is trying to read or is it a bright and colourful piece of art that someone wants to admire?
Don't lock up your creativity and thoughts in a cell in the back of your mind. Let them spiral out towards the sun bursting with ideas and life.
See the world through your mind's eye.

Saturday, 2 February 2013

A hand to hold


There are eyes following me everywhere I go.
I can feel them watching me as I walk down the long, quiet, deserted hallway.
It’s like they know a secret about me that I have yet to figure out.
I lower my eyes and quicken my pace.
It feels like a marathon that will never end.
The long winding path through life.
Just to end up broken like a promise.
I see him standing by the door to the outside world.
A dark silhouette of a girl standing next to him.
Holding his hand.
Touching his face.
Tears start to form and fall over the edge of my eyes.
They start streaming down my face uncontrollably and I drop my books by accident.
My blurred vision causing me to fumble with my school books clumsily making more of a mess.
“Here, let me help.”
I look up to see an extended hand.
A hand to pull me up from the darkness swallowing me.
A hand that will hold on till the end,
A hand that will pull me back to safety.
A hand to hold that won’t let go.

Saturday, 26 January 2013

The four seasons

Flowers blooming everywhere,
Loose flowing clothes,
Busy buzzing bees,
Fresh fruit smoothies,
Family bike rides,
Soft newly cut grass,
SPRING

Golden tan skin,
My long hair pulled back into a pony tail,
Being outside with my friends,
Drinking ice cold lemonade,
The smell of flowers around me,
Sand beneath my toes,
SUMMER


For ever changing colors,
Scarf pulled tight around me,
Leaves slowly swirling down to the ground,
Warm comforting tea,
Red, Yellow, Orange, Brown and Green,
Jumping through piles of leaves,
AUTUMN


Rosey cheeks,
My hat pulled just above my eyes,
Snowflakes stuck to my eyelashes,
Watery hot chocolate sliding down my throat,
Snow crunching under my feet,
Mistletoe ahead,
WINTER