Dec 17, 2010 21:18
Explanations at the end.
‘Seasons of Hurt, Seasons of Living’
12/17/10
Winter can bring up and downs
This year is in between
I’m up one moment
Down the next
No clue how to stop
To get back to normal
Where I’m in between
Not this up and down all the time
I want my life back
To be able to breath without freaking
To know that when I wake
My day will be better than the last
Not worse
I want to cry without offending anyone
To scream out my sorrow
My pain, anger, joy
I just want to do what I love
Not have people whispering behind my back
To not be looked down on because of who I love
To smile and not be afraid of hurt
Of pain
To not be ridiculed for my looks
For my voice
My face
My way of looking at life itself
I want to be happy
To know that my love is returned
Not laughed at
Tears run down my cheeks
As I watch them bury him
My life, my soul, everything
I move on though
I have to, they need me
It hurts
This winter
Will it ever be better
Will the pain ever leave
Spring is just around the corner
It’ll still hurt
Still bring pain
Every time I think of him
I’ll make it though
I’ll make it through
Until we meet again
In whatever season
Just let me make it
Please
All I’m asking for
Is strength
Strength to get through these years apart
Strength to live
To stand up for what I believe in
To not back down
To stay and be who you wanted me to be
I don’t care about race or gender
Why should it matter
We fell in love
We stayed together
Through the pain, the happiness
Through it all
Seasons passed
Winters came and passed
None hurt though as much as this one
I lost a huge part of me
But gained the knowledge of love
Of what the world is going through
How much certain actions hurt others
I finally realized why I hurt
Why pain was in my life
I was wrong
I admitted it
I fell but got back up
It hurt but I went on
I go on
No matter how many winters are passing
Seasons in themselves pass
I go on
You are here
Maybe not in flesh
In my soul though
You are here
This was written for my aunt, my uncle, myself, for everyone who hurts, who goes through pain. Hopefully someone will benefit from this. From having my thoughts written out, maybe I can help someone else. One day or even today, this is for us all.
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