Depression

It comes in many different forms It can strike anyone It’s not a sickness It’s  a state of mind that Twists And melts Away all happiness All security All self-love It’s not something that can be measured by a thermometer And you can never see Or feel what I’m feeling through an x-ray machine But…

Beautiful

I have an unopened truth for you I don’t know exactly why, But you could tell me a million times how beautiful i am and i never would believe you So i appreciate the love, but maybe just most people aren’t supposed to feel beautiful I know it’s not necessary To always  feel that way…

Hidden Jem

You are a million things All bound into one That’s the beauty in you The way you know exactly how to wear Your flaws and strengths Across your body Like scars and tattoos The way you know exactly Who you are You’re a story Waiting to be told Just as soon as you get out…

Tired

I’m too tired I chant I look I think I feel that I’m so tired I’m only A child How do I already feel tired? It hurts How do I never get enough sleep?

Good Days

My good days come and go in waves The bad ones Are tsunamis I feel the wind The breeze of feelings The temporary Dealing I take my memories And place them in my pocket I Try not to forget Even the bad ones Because that’s what Really grew me

To Belong

A family of four Once five Sits in silence All loud inside   She asks to leave And as she runs up the stairs She feels them All fade away   As she cries in bed   She remembers every moment She has felt like this.   Like she just wants to run away but…

Self Portrait

As a child I’d send my love in every direction Piece by piece Leaving none for myself

Fireworks-Quatrain

A burst of colors decorate the sky And my eyes are your mirrors Watching different shapes fly I like how in this dark, I can still see clearer   I lay on my blanket I let the darkness swallow me I want to be alone But I hear the noise follow me   How far…

A Couplet

I was a reddened flower You say I’m now a tower   I’m looking for all of your stories Throughout my own phases   You were the women who held me Now I’m learning to see   I write tiny stories and hang them on your wall You stare at them and hope that I…

Beach Tercet

Soft sandy silky swimming Bathing suits all twinning Finding faraway buoys   Growing up on this gorgeous beach People all wanting seats Racing up and down with speed   The blue and black blankness As waves swallow each other And footprints wash away   I lay my lightness and it all fades today Wanting us…

Little Girl

Please hide behind your Little sweater Laugh. Don’t cry he’ll like you better Find your place and don’t  budge Be yourself But don’t be like them   I call myself the Little feather Colorful but never better   I try to write my stories I have a complicated life but That doesn’t make me special.

I’ve been Labeled

I am not made of your words and price tags I am made of a voice inside my head that whispers every day in my ear that it’s all going to be Ok I am not made of my clothes or family I am not my grades or friends I’m made of me and myself…