And she’s happy now

Would you have stayed if she was poor?
Would you have noticed her if she was ugly?
If her legs didn’t catch your attention,
Or your pride taken over your logic?

You have never really loved her,
All she was to you was a trophy because she looked pretty,
She was useful because you lust for her,
She was rich, so you used her to get what you want.

She willingly gave you options and her help,
The resources she could’ve spent for herself,
And time she could’ve been happy with another,
All this were just wasted on your arrogance.

She might have done almost everything right,
But your eyes only see your insecurities,
You called your few sincere actions “effort”,
And all her actions, you turned to selfishness.

You lost her, and she’s better off now,
She’s happier alone than when she was with you,
You will never learn who she truly was,
Because you were just in love with your idea of her.

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To have a partner

If my emotions explode from compression,
How much energy will it release?
All this anger, loneliness and fear,
What will I feel after?

Will I feel satisfied?
Will I feel better?
Because I can’t shout and my ways are blocked,
I chose myself, but what’s left of it?

Even if I express it,
There will be no one to comfort me,
No one’s warmth,
No one’s arms around me,

So why did I struggle,
When all I’ll get was this howling destruction?
Just tears and an empty table,
To eat meals just by myself.

I did this for me but why did it hurt me the most?
The loneliness and anger with no outlet to escape,
Even when sympathies are offered, there is no respite.
It just hurts, everyday, I’m reminded I’m on my own.

I don’t want him anymore, that much I know,
But I want some of what we had, intimacy and comfort,
The warmth and company, the history no one can recreate,
And no matter how I yearn for it, it’s gone.

If there is someone out there who is just right for me,
Can’t you come now?
Before I implode from this pain,
Because I need you but I can’t find you.

Magic in your helping hands

Magic is the happy things in our hearts,
When we shout it, it fades,
When we share it, it blooms,
It hides in your heart and flowers from your hands.

It’s the little wishes you whispered,
Every birthday candle you blew on,
Every shooting star you chanced upon,
And every eyelash you’ve let go.

It’s our happy surprises and our prayers,
Every child’s laughter and smile,
It’s in every help we offer,
And every willing ear we lend.

It’s in our smiles and hugs,
When we comfort and cheer,
When we do our best to help,
And aid those we can reach.

Magic is in our whole being,
When we help and when we are happy,
We keep it in our hearts,
And we let it bloom with our hands.

My mantra

I will be fine, I will be fine,
I will be brave and strong,
I will weather this storm,
I will find happiness too.

I will just try my best,
With the things I have been dealt,
Because it’s too late to change,
And I will just hope to do fine.

I still have hope,
If I can prove them wrong,
Because I will find happiness,
One way or another.

I know I have to give up on some,
But I know I will gain more,
I just have to believe,
That everything will be fine.

I will be fine, I will be fine,
True love will find me,
Even in this mess,
I will be fine, I will be happy.

Misogyny killed my heart

Do you know what a kiss mean to a girl?
A dream of a romantic one with the one she chose,
Or simply put, a choice made with trust,
But you stole mine, because you wanted it.

Why was I born to an era full of wrong,
Where theft is blamed on thieves except chastity,
Where a stolen kiss is “romantic,”
And stolen virginity is your own fault.

Why didn’t I realize in my naivety,
When you stole my kiss, you stole my choice,
When you disregarded my voice, you would ignore my pleas,
And you would hurt me by stealing my very freedom.

You view me as yours and something you gained,
Someone you worked hard on to give you what you want,
That with your words, I would falter,
Because I SHOULD love you after you’ve given me “so much”.

You see my possessions as something of yours,
With enough of my freedom just so I don’t complain,
But you manipulate me with words to get what you want,
With the money I worked for and my body that “SHOULD” belong to me,

All these reasons and you still call me selfish,
When I said no and you tell me to stop playing coy,
You say you love me but you just want company,
Because your life is miserable and full of discontent.

Tell me now what you told me back then,
When you told me you love me and RESPECT me.
That you would listen to me and protect me from harm,
When the most threatening one was you all along.

Your future is yours alone

I will be your pillar of support,
I will never lift my hand against you,
I will always be your ally,
Please confide in me and love me too.

I will give you all that I can,
My wealth, my time and my health,
I will do my best to live,
As long as I can to stay with you.

I will hold your hand when you are unstable,
I will help you up when you fall,
I will keep you warm and happy,
As much as my strength allows.

I will do all this and more,
All I ask is love in return,
I will not ask you to reciprocate,
I just want you to be happy.

I don’t like trouble…

Why must you blame me?
For all the wrong things,
The discords and unkempt,
And every other little thing.

Am I not nice to you?
I am meek and obedient,
And I try to please you,
Why do you blame me so?

Am I not loved?
Am I less precious?
Am I unimportant?
Or am I dispensable?

Is it that I’m not quarrelsome?
That I don’t hold grudges,
I don’t pout around and be grumpy,
Is it that I’m just too easy?

Love me, too, please,
Because I try to be nice,
When others are not,
Don’t ignore me.