Words From Within the Heart of a Writer

🐱 My Fluffy Little Girl 🐱

Pretty kitten, so fluffy and soft,

Won't you come to me?

I need a friend, here by my side,

To ease my misery.

Purring softly in my ear,

While you're happy as can be.

Cuddle close, and keep me warm,

On cold, dark winter nights.

Don't hiss and scratch when you are scared,

I promise you'll be alright.

I'll be right here to keep you safe

And teach you right from wrong.

And though you may not know it yet,

I will always be your mom.

How Freedom Looks To Me

What does freedom mean to me?

Read this poem and you shall see.

The world I hold in my imagination

is my version of a freedom demonstration.

People would accept each other

for who they truly are.

Diminishing all the horrible reasons

people have to start these wars.

We would finally make choices for ourselves,

free to act and speak as we please.

Rather than obeying all the demands of others,

like we are all of Santa's little elves.

The world would be a different place,

not just for me but also for you.

If freedom played a larger role,

In all the things we choose to do.

In retrospect,

it's clear to see.

This is what freedom

looks like to me.

🥀 Mother Nature 🥀

Mother Nature I wish to see,

So maybe she can comfort me.

Through every night and every day,

And make my troubles go away.

Roses red and violets blue,

These flowers bloom because of you.

The sun that shines and the air we breathe,

You created absolutely everything.

We walk on you and set you on fire.

Yet it just seems to only give you more power.

Mother Nature, I swear it's true.

We would not exist if it weren't for you.

When Things Don't Go To Plan

Your world comes crashing down,

And it feels like you might drown

You have no control anymore,

As you slowly walk out the door.

You thought it was forever,

But it apparently wasn't so.

Please tell me now, lover,

Why do you have to go?

We had so many plans,

But I guess it's for the best.

And yet you still take my hand

And lay my head down on your chest.

I love you and I'll miss you,

But if you have to leave,

Can we just do this right?

I am begging you, please.

I want you in my life,

Standing right here beside me.

But I’m no longer your wife,

And that is really hard on me.

But now I have no choice,

But to sit here and watch you leave.

🌸 Under the Sakura Trees 🌸

Under the Sakura Trees,

That is where I will be.

But when you come to look for me,

You will be astounded by what you see.

Beautiful pink leaves,

That could be mistaken for petals.

Clinging tightly to their branches,

Sheltering me.

"Sheltering from what?" you may ask,

Why from the world of course.

The cold, cruel place,

Where kindness is hard to find.

While I sit here under the Sakura Trees,

I can finally just be me.

No fear of judgment or discipline

In this crazy world, we are in.

I can relax and reminisce about all the good times,

While camouflaging myself here,

To keep me safe from all that went amiss.

I could really use a friend,

Exhausted from always feeling so feeble and alone,

Just wish that I could find somewhere to call my home.

Won't someone please come to join me,

And together we can feel free,

Under these amazing Sakura Trees.

What is a Birthday?

What is a birthday?

Besides the day we're born,

With streamers hung from the ceiling

And gift wrap gracefully torn.

It is a day of celebration

For the birth of a newborn child.

We celebrate it every year

With family and friends, far and wide.

But what if one day we forget

About the first day of our life?

And suddenly such a magical day

Becomes the worst day of our life.

No more texts or phone calls,

Cause you withdrew yourself from the world.

Nobody reaching out to catch you,

When you know you're going to fall.

No life preserver floating for safety,

When you're drowning in your own hell.

And when you look around for someone, anyone,

There is nobody there to tell.

Don't forget about your birthday

Even without the balloons, ribbons, and bows.

Because though you may think that nobody cares,

Your emotions really show.

So, in case you've lost all hope,

And it is your special day.

I am reaching out to you right now,

And I have just a few things to say.

You are an amazing person,

Though you may not agree.

So lift your head, put on a smile,

And take a moment to breathe.

Please try to have a Happy Birthday,

If not for yourself, then please, do it for me.

The Ladybug And The Fairy

Sitting so calmly upon the petals of a rose,

She waits for someone she thinks she knows.

Counting the minutes, hours and days

While roasting under the sun's hot rays.

She waits for them, tried and true,

She says out loud, "I'll wait for you"

For whom she waits she continues to wonder,

While her pain she continues to ponder.

She fights back the tears and tries to stay strong

Although she knows it will not be long.

Tears well up and she begins to cry,

"I hoped you'd come before I died."

She looks up hopefully, only to see,

The illusion of the garden fairy.

"What is wrong my child, why do you cry?

Are you waiting for your precious butterfly?"

She looks at him, with the slightest smile,

"Yes, and I have been waiting quite a while."

He turns to her and takes her hand,

He tries to help her understand.

"It is I, for whom you wait,

For I am here, so it must be fate."

And together they sit upon the petal of the rose,

As she takes her last breath under the moon's glow.

👀 A Look Into My Mind 👀

The voices in my head,

They criticize consistently.

Tell me that I'll never be good enough,

And that nobody could ever love me.

People say I'm beautiful,

That makeup I don't need.

But when I look in the mirror,

That is not what I see.

Every time I see those women,

In the fashion magazines

It makes me feel so insecure,

I just want to scream.

When the days are good,

I can smile, laugh, and have fun.

But on those horrible days,

It feels like I have no one.

I have friends and family around me,

that say they care.

But when I am truly hurting,

It is as if they are not there.

I know I'm not alone,

With my feelings, thoughts and doubts.

But when my depression devours me,

It drowns all logical reasoning out.

So here's a peek into my mind,

It's an awfully scary place.

Perhaps you'd like to stay a while,

Believe me, there's tons of space.

He Says She Doesn't Care

When she spent time with friends and family,

He said she was never around.

So she left her past behind her,

Shattered and spread upon the ground.

"What is it that you want from me!?"

She shouted with tears in her eyes.

She has done so much more for him

Than he seems to realize.

She cooks him nice warm meals

And tries to care for him when he's sick.

Yet she still feels as if,

he hardly appreciates it.

"I want to change, I swear I will

I can make this right."

These are the words he says to her,

After most heated fights.

She closes her eyes and counts to ten,

Knowing where this road leads.

"I know this time will be different," she says,

"Only because he truly does love me."

She turns her back, raises her chin, and puts on a smile

While the voices in her head scream,

"It's time to shut down for a while."

And so she does what the voices say,

Cause no one seems to care.

She whispered under her breath this time,

Not wanting anyone to hear,

"At least this way I'll be around,

Whenever he needs me there."

Now You Know The Truth

I said I wanted to wait,

but we know it wasn't true.

In all honesty, all I can think about is you.

You know about my history,

As dark and scary as it may be.

And yet, you still want to be with me.

The truth is that I'm scared,

as crazy as that may sound.

Scared that I may screw this up,

And one day you won't be around.

But today I choose to be positive

and forever speak the truth.

The truth is I don't want to live

another single day without you.

He Says She Doesn't Care

When she spent time with friends and family,

He said she was never around.

So she left her past behind her,

Shattered and spread upon the ground.

"What is it that you want from me!?"

She shouted with tears in her eyes.

She has done so much more for him

Than he seems to realize.

She cooks him nice warm meals

And tries to care for him when he's sick.

Yet she still feels as if,

he hardly appreciates it.

"I want to change, I swear I will

I can make this right."

These are the words he says to her,

After most heated fights.

She closes her eyes and counts to ten,

Knowing where this road leads.

"I know this time will be different," she says,

"Only because he truly does love me."

She turns her back, raises her chin, and puts on a smile

While the voices in her head scream,

"It's time to shut down for a while."

And so she does what the voices say,

Cause no one seems to care.

She whispered under her breath this time,

Not wanting anyone to hear,

"At least this way I'll be around,

Whenever he needs me there.".

** POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING**

The following poem does mention content involving self-harm. Please, If this kind of content bothers you, do not read this poem. This is the last poem in this compilation for this reason. Sorry for the inconvenience, and thank you for your cooperation.

💀 Searching For My Neighbour 💀

I'm looking out the window

Hoping that I can see

The wonderful man who lives next door

Cause I swear I heard a scream.

I know it wasn't my TV,

cause it wasn't even on.

And it couldn't have been the radio,

'Cause I don't even own one.

I know I saw him just yesterday,

But he seemed so sad, scared, and alone.

I asked him if he needed help,

And he just pulled out his phone.

I wonder whose scream I was hearing,

Was it his girlfriend, child, or wife?

Oh wait, I see him in the living room window.

OMG! Is he holding a knife!?

I run next door and ring the bell.

I hope he answers the door.

But when he does, to my dismay,

I can see the blood on the floor.

"What happened here? Are you alright?"

That was all I simply said.

Before he stabbed me in the heart,

Now I'm writing from the dead.

I looked all around the house,

In my ghostly, translucent form.

Yet the only body I could see,

Was mine, lying motionless by the door.

I looked at him with concerned eyes,

What could I have possibly done?

But when I looked upon his wrists,

I froze and dialled 911.

The sirens were so far away,

When he made the final cut.

That was when I heard him say,

"Thank you for pulling me out of my rut."

Paramedics cleared the house,

Saw the blood on the floor.

And of course, my lifeless body,

Was still lying by the door.

"There's one over here, and he's still alive."

I heard the paramedics say and that is when I cried.

I looked at the scene around me,

I couldn't believe my eyes.

If I hadn't come here when I did,

Then he likely would have died.

I'm thankful I came here today

Because I just saved his life.