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there are poems etched on the back of my throat. I can’t whisper them out, but they all scream your name.

- unaiza n, the center of every poem is that I love you.

I wrote the following six years ago when I was 15, my dad was abusive and my mom ignored it I just found it in an old notebook. A child should never feel this much pain and fear. Someday I hope I can make this little girl proud.

Yellow Oak Tree:

The sun is hot and burning

The earth is cruel and harming

Fear surrounds the innocent

Can nothing be saved?

But as I lay beneath you shade a cloak of serenity cascades around me

I am safe

Under the yellow oak tree

Free from judgement

Protected from ridicule

Safe from death

Under the yellow oak tree.

I just wish I could tell you that I miss you,

I’m mad at you but I still love you

And I want you back in my life.

The worst you can say is no, so why am I so scared?

I can be mean to myself

Like I’m mean to everybody else

At least no one can say I’m not fair

It’s a messy life but we only get one

And I’m trying my best

To do it right

Sometimes it feels easier to just leave

Cut people out of your life the second they cross you

Never let anyone get too close

Look out for yourself and let everyone else do whatever it is they do.

It’s also lonely going through life by yourself

So worried about others that you end up locked away in your room every night

Wondering if anyone will ever actually know who you really are instead of the person you pretend to be.

I’ve been tossed from the road I once was on

The path before me is paved with uncertainties

My mind is lost in a labyrinth of turmoil

Now all that I know is nothing at all

I’ve decided to go to war.

Not with anyone in particular but with my life.

For too long I have just followed life wherever it led me,

My life took away friends, family, and opportunities from me all while I was too busy being at war with what what going on in my own head.

Now, the fear, anxiety, and depression I have that were once my enemy have issued a treaty.

And we are going to take back my life,

Together.

Why does the sun set?

The night lasts so much longer then the day.

Even though I know the sun will always come back,

The night frightens me.

As the darkens creeps in I lose sight of the future.

This all encompassing darkness hiding me from my loved ones and passions.

Still, at any moment, I know, the sun will rise.

So I will be patient, and have hope knowing that soon sunshine will wash over me again.

I remember a time when

I thought he would change

When I thought that my love

Would take his anger away

What a dangerous choice

I was willing to make

To sacrifice myself for a man

Who could never be saved

I am so tired

It doesn’t matter how much I sleep

The sadness and worry

Are too heavy for me

And everytime I put them down

To breathe a sigh of relief

I hear the sound of fear and anger

Begin to slowly creep

Poetry is my lover

She always let’s me in

To cry

To listen

To confess all my sins

She found me voiceless

Wishing my tears were diamonds

So that I could buy back some time

Her poems come out of my heart

My eyes

My mind

She is so soft

And she never leaves

Thank you

My sweet lover

Poetry

Was this earth not created through chaos?

Our universe makes love with the clash

Creation is the child of collision

A galaxy of grief

Atom + Eve

Here because God simply said

BE

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