OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Love anyway

you got many scars and got many bruises

this world was really brutal and silence cruises

body giving up and mind shattering

nothing could calm you but you still fighting

just hold on cuz you will find a way

this world has just hatred but you love anyway

they can tear your skin and break your heart

play on your mind and you may fall..

But you rise and shine cuz your soul they can't touch

soul is your strength to rebuild you up

just listen to your heart and do what it say

world is so unfair but you love anyway

I once knew a dreamer

With hope in her heart

And love in her hands

I once knew a dreamer

With defiance in her eyes

But kindness in her stance

She is far far away now

I'm not sure I'll ever meet her again

I used to know her very well

Now she's more like a distant friend

I used to see her, this dreamer

When I looked in the mirror

But now she's far far away

Someday I'll be like her again.

She is like a fish.

when cornered, she

Immediately distances herself.

The more you try

to hold on to her,

the harder she struggles

to swim away;

to breathe.

She is the gentle but commanding drop of water in a sea of noise.

She is the little voice inside your heart that feeds you with doubt.

She is the twitching of your eyes that reminds you that you are not always in control.

She is the smell of your surroundings when you feel like everything you know is going to end.

She is the dryness in your mouth, the burning sensation in your throat.

She is the numbness in your fingertips as your world turns cold.

She is the itching feeling in your bones that something can and will go wrong.

She is the agitation in your feet that pushes you to run away.

She is panic. She is anxiety.

And she will devour you whole.

Mother, Mother - A poem about a female to male transgender

You always said you'd love me

A mother's love it knows no bounds

No restrictions, no conditions



Why is it then my mother dear

I see your eyes, they're filled with fear

Disgust and loathing, all those dirty things



Mother mother

I'm still the same

Mother mother

You are not to blame

I'm still the child you raised within your womb

Why is it then maternal instinct

Has turned me down and won't forgive me

Was that love reserved only for a little girl?

Mother Mother



Mother won't you tell me why

You shun me cold and make me cry

With words that bite like blades upon my soul

Why won't you now, mother dear

Take me close and hold me near

My heart is bared and I need your loving arms



But you don't care you'll do me harm

Take those words and spin the yarn

That stings and rips into your baby's heart

I'm not the same, I'm not your boy

Mother, was I just a toy

To live a fantasy you never knew?




Mother mother

I'm still the same

Mother mother

You are not to blame

I'm still the child you raised within your womb

Why is it then maternal instinct

Has turned me down and won't forgive me

Was that love reserved only for a little girl?

Mother Mother

Trapped

This Roller coster called life

Has taken me high and low

With all its twists and turns

I don't know where to go

I'm trapped inside me head

I've Built walls up too high

Staring through a window

Watching their happy lives go by

Feels so cold all alone

Everything I know is dead

now my only home

Is the hell inside my head

I keep wishing for what I cannot have

Happiness always outta reach

I tell everyone there's no reason to be sad

Yet I can't practice what I preach

It's hard to drown the demons

Who live Inside a head so dim

The demons who are killing me

Have learned how to swim

The biggest lie I've ever told

Is "there's nothing wrong"

"I'm honestly fine" I tell them

I've been acting for too damn long

Tangled in the lies

But fighting to survive

Rapped Up in fibs

Trying to stay alive

Ill sit here all alone

Watching from within my walls

My dark lonely room

With no doorways or halls

I couldn't leave if I tried

It's almost like I'm strapped

Just living here forever

I'll always be trapped

Pour

Watching from the clouds,

the rain descends

Into valleys and mountain tops.

Eventually

we all get wet.

But some of us drown.

"Aching and Breaking"

Take me away from here

Follow the lights home like

Blurred ghosts in peripheral vision

The cold car window heats up with

My sigh but even for this internal warmth

My soul is colder than winter

My heart is aching and giving up

I don't blame it

I'm just waiting for the sadness to kill me.

"Unhappy Birthday"

Blow out the candles

I'll turn out the lights

I'll sleep all day

Stay up all night

I'll cry on the inside

And then I'll pray

That maybe the whole world

Would just go away.

Rocky Mountains

Tossed and tangled like a toddler in bedsheets . Frustrated and emasculated because something so simple as being misplaced in a fabric is escalating into a intrapersonal struggle . Screaming under the abrasive tongue-incarcerated linen as if it were made of bob-wire . Scraping and disfiguring my identity that I built up over the years. Lavender-scented bedsheets with a sweet kiss of chamomile , how could you dare trick me ? Allowing a wide-eyed wanderlust escapade to evolve into a war with one's own heart , one's own self . Too comfortable with being in control of my past-influenced fears , I've failed to realize that if I just lie still like a Down-South river , the flame-inflicted bedsheets will only cover my Antarctic body allowing me to sleep peacefully .