Poetry
Surviving
9/21/25
Dead inside:
my heart is tearing–
held together by threads.
I am crumbling–
falling to pieces:
bad times keep happening;
No wise words seem to save.
I know I’ll survive;
yet, taking things
one breath at a time. /
I am talking or praying
to God,
whom I am not sure
I believe in.
I am not getting answers–
I have the time to keep asking.
Take life,
One breath at a time.
She
9/21/25
She grew up
in a place
where she learned:
to be quiet;
her feelings didn’t matter;
she was on her own:
trying to figure out who she was,
and where she belonged in the world. /
She taught herself the ways of the world,
through tough lessons
no little girl should learn on her own.
The sweet, innocent child inside her
quickly built a wall
to protect her:
she had to be too strong, too soon. /
Now, when she faces a problem,
and doesn’t know what to do–
she isolates and retreats
as she did when she was young;
she hides her pain,
becomes distant and quiet
to protect herself
because no one else will. /
She knows:
she has always been,
and always will be
her own island.
I Found Him
9/21/25
When I wasn’t looking,
I found him,
and we found love.
I found him
When I needed him most.
I found him,
and was never the same. /
I lost him
when I loved him
the most.
The best part of me
was him.
When he left,
he took those parts with him. /
I never expected him to mean so much.
Or losing him to hurt
my entire soul
I lost not only him,
but our future I picture;
all the moments we shared,
and the ones that remained.
I lost his comfort and protection.
Part of me will never be the same. /
I never thought I’d feel
this type of pain–
the weight of heartache:
Is love even worth it?
Yet, I know:
Losing him hurts this much
because I found him.
Reality
9/26/25
Life is a dream: /
We play the game
until reality is new,
and our changed reality
is no longer a game,
but a new reality. /
What if we have to say goodbye?
There may be no tomorrow.
I don’t know want to think about possibilities,
or what they all mean.
Lost, confused,
and I am not sure
I want to do live like this
anymore.
But if I have to, have to live this way,
I want to do live it with you…
If the world was over tomorrow,
I’d want to be next to you–
to hold you,
because our world
is the only reality
I want to fight for.