For my depression, it departed as an old friend and sometimes sends me gifts so i remember her.
For my mum who gave me pain and allowed me to reshape it.Dulling Sword
I grow my hair out
You're not around to tug it anymore
I pierce my nose the other way,
You're not around to tell me otherwiseI laugh just a little harder
Your cold words are not around
I let my tears flow
Your screams are too far awayI have become my own person
In you absence I have prosperedBut I do not blame you
You are also in pain
Pain that you passed on to meYour love has been volatile
It sharpened me into a sword
A sword I'll spend the rest of my life dulling
Your love suffocated me(not my best work but eh)
Some Days
Some days the sun shines
The clouds turn gold and the wind sings
Gravity lessens and I skip
A smile comes easilyFalling in love with life is difficult
Because just like me, life is weighed down
I cannot hold dear the sun and leave the moon
To love life we have to treasure all of itPerched on a windowsill I watch the rainfall
My tea is scalding when the rainbow peaks out
A little sign that life is alright,
Life made it throughA child giggles at a butterfly
The moon colours red
A stranger gifts a flower anonymously
The trees slowly shedIn the darkest hour trees light our way
We sing and laugh our hearts out
Gifts and compliments are passed out
Holiday wishes pave our future wayI whisper a thank you
I'm still here
Life basks in giving
Life revels in takingSome days the rain falls
Some days the sun shines
Some days space is needed
Some days we entwine in our very being
Some days I want to liveTW: mild mentions of self harm, eating disorder and abuse
Echos of you
You left my life
Or at least that's what I thought
You never truly leave
A lingering echo of you remainsMy best friend has your laugh
When she's happy, I crash
For a moment you take her place
And suddenly I must raceMy other friend shares your forgetfulness
Arriving late and out of sight, out of mind
It is torturous
We're entwinedYou linger in my good friend
He has your presence and dread
You revel in my temperament
My dad reminds me of that sentimentI grow out my hair and pierce my nose differently
I starved and slashed my body
I danced and bled into words
I twisted your pain into rhymeMy voice quiets but my thoughts race
Similar interests
Similar build
Similar voice
Similar talents'You're so much like your mother'
'She'd be proud'I keep my distance as you left my life
But no distance will change the sharpness of the sword
You are the smith of my blade
You fashioned me to be volatileYou haunt me in the day
You plague me in the night
I dull the sword every day
But you send me wet stones with all your mightYou left my life, but you left footprints
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Saudade
PoetrySaudade /saʊˈdɑːdə/ noun: saudade; plural noun: saudades (especially with reference to songs or poetry) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament A gathering of my po...