Uphill Battle

My time you take up
With constant worry and strife
My life you’ve engulfed
But you will not defeat me.

No matter how many expectations,
No matter the regulations,
You will not cause me to quit.
You will not force me to lose my grit.

I will stand after the battle,
I will hold on.
You will not make me rattle,
I will stand strong.

Sometimes I feel beaten and down,
You turn my life and schedule around.
But I will never give up the fight,
For I will battle for my rights.

Green shields may hold me,
But they will never bound me.
I will not be here for eternity,
For when I achieve this, I will be free.

My life you make up
With continuous stressing.
But just being here’s,
An everlasting blessing.

Hidden

Everybody is afraid of something
Remember that no matter what, you are not alone.
Passion encompasses us in nothing
Learn to break through if you feel you’re not done.

Life is an endless river of suffering,
Constantly pulling in different directions.
Life is cruel and unforgiving,
Always taking those close to us.

Why must everything good end?
Why must everything living die?
The struggle inside is hard to face,
For fear won’t let me cry.

Pain is underneath what’s there,
But is unknown to those who see.
For emotion can be hidden and spared,
But a facade can leave one empty.

I do not wish to go back and lose a part of me,
I just wish that it would hurt less.
Why must everything suddenly end,
Why can’t there be one unlike the rest?

 

When I Met You

Trusting someone with your heart
Is a brave thing to do
You give them the power to love you
But to crush you too

When I met you
I hadn’t fully recovered
From a breakup with the man
I first gave my love to

But what we had
It felt so right after things had gone so wrong
So I thought, “Why the hell not?”

We had fun
And we went on adventures
I told you my secrets
And my hearts desires

But push comes to shove
All beginnings have an end
Ours just ended shorter than I expected

“Temporary” you say
You need to find yourself
Little did you know
I could have gone with you
You didn’t need to put me on a shelf

I just have to trust you
Hope you’ll come back to me
But if not then I guess
This is the end

I hate goodbyes
So “See you soon” will have to do
I will always remember how I felt
When I met you

Battle scars

How easy it is to look at those that come back from a war–
broken, hurting, barely sane, fighting for their lives
And then we compare their battle scars to those who’ve
yet to fight so far
Held up to the beauty of safety and security,
the fighters are deemed the weaker mind
So we treat those with damaged souls
those scars and tears from their own hands
With this lens we look on with disdain at those
who suffer from the pain
Don’t you dare delude yourself that they are weaker for surviving
maybe barely
more battles than you have ever even fought

Yet you did

Is that what you wanted?
Who am I asking now?
Everyone who has halted their own heartbeat
How can the spirit of freedom escape the cage he was in
Not by laying down
Move off those tracks
Didn’t you hear me
Go back inside
Look at your sisters — that’s where your honor is
Fight for them
Don’t abandon them
People are human — no one is perfect

I Know It’s Selfish

I wrote this for you years ago, but I never shared it. Now, here we are.

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I know it’s selfish to ask you to hang on.
I know it’s selfish to ask you to keep struggling.
I know it’s selfish of me to force you to stay here.
I know it’s selfish to want you to stay with us.

I know you think no one can see your pain,
and I know you think we wouldn’t care anyway.
I know you wish you didn’t have to fight so hard
in a war you no longer want any part.

I know you’re sick of hearing life gets better.
I know you feel like life will go on, so it doesn’t matter.
I know there’s nothing I can do to change how you see you.
And I know that only you can find what you’re looking for.

I know you’ve been hurt and scarred
by others and by yourself.
I know you’re done trying
to fill the shadow you’re in.
I know you’ve seen enough hate
to fill a lifetime over.
And yet, you’re still forced to live
here where no one cares.

And you know, I know it’s selfish
for me to ask this deed of you.
Because I already know firsthand
there are things that you’ve gone through.

I know it’s selfish to ask for another battle.
I know it’s selfish to ask you to burn a little longer.
I may not know the real you; maybe no one does,
but that doesn’t matter to me for now.

I know you’ve heard leaving for yourself is selfish.
I know you’ve been scolded, “Think of those you’ll leave behind.
How could you consider doing such a thing?
Think of the family and friends you’ll hurt.”
I want you to know, even though those words sting,
and fill you with anger and spite and desperation,
those people are the selfish ones,
Because they can’t bear losing you, because they love you too.

I know it’s selfish to ask a candle to burn longer:
the wax is gone, the will to shine, the wick close to nothing.
I know it’s selfish, but I ask,
Will you keep your light aflicker?

I know it’s selfish to ask you to stick around while you’re in so much pain.
You want to find some relief, I know you do, and I’m not here to stop you.
I just want you to remember, however long that it takes, I’ll find you again.
And I know it’s selfish.

But you know what? I’m selfish.
And I’d rather have you here already,
from beginning to the end.

My Dreams

I dream of the things
I want to say
But I can never say them

I dream of the things
I want to do
But I can never do them

Because when it comes to you
What I say and what I do
Only gets reflected back to me

I avoid fights by keeping
My thoughts to myself
Even though its been proven that
It doesn’t help

I want to scream at you
So that maybe you’ll see
That you have put other things
Before me
But thats only in my dreams

I dream of what I want to say
What I want to do

But I never can
Because it all comes back to me
As if the problem
Is not you.

Impact

This is for a friend of mine who died before her time…

It’s been a few days, and it still doesnt feel real
I think back to the days when we sat with our group at lunch during junior year

I can’t think about you too much without crying
And I can’t stop but wonder about the things you won’t get to see.
You won’t get to do

People are mean and rude
They say cruel words without a second thought as to what they do

You
A person so kind and sweet
Judged because the way she dressed and acted was less than discreet

But did you take a second to ask
Just what exactly she liked to do to make time pass?
She celebrated the earth and everything in it
Every bug and tree, every human spirit

She taught me more about love and grace
And How to put on a strong face
She showed me that life has so much more meaning
Even though she thought that hers was not worth living

Please.
Stay strong
Even if you feel like you don’t belong
The impact you’ll leave is so much bigger than you might think.

A New Chapter

My name is Bittersweet Reflections
Ive been a poet on here for some time
And I find it quite funny that I now live by a street called…
Bittersweet

Maybe it’s a sign
Both literally and figuratively mind you
That it’s time to start writing again
Time to stop singing the blues

A new chapter in my life has begun
So a new chapter I will write
There are so many things out there for me to find
Inspiration around every corner
An idea ready to take flight

So with new words and phrases
New stories and rhymes
Im ready to start again
By spreading my wings to fly

Again

My life is a maze
Of the works I’ve penned
So few reach the light
But the flow never ends

The circle crosses once more
Another loss; strife and pain
I wander through words and music
Searching for myself again

I Used To

I used to write good poems
And have words flow from my mind
But that’s no longer true
This cruel world has caught up to me
And has me singing the blues

I wrote about love and adventure
The stars up in the sky
I wrote about personal growth and friendship
And the injustice of today’s society

Now I write about drepression and pain
The difficult choices I make
I write about the struggles I’m going through
And that’s not fair to you

I used to write good poems
And soon that will be true again
I just have to take a brake and breathe
And let the words flow once again

Not Okay

My world is crashing
But they don’t hear a sound
These decisions I’m facing
Are burning me to the ground

I scream for help
But no one is near
And I’m left to face my fears

Do I stay or do I go?
This question fills my mind
I keep saying “I don’t know”
I wish the answer was more refined

No matter what I choose
There will be something I lose
And that is what makes everything
Not
Okay

Call of the Night

Look around at the stars right now
Did you see that one fall?
I could watch the sky forever somehow
Until I knew it all

When I see the glimmer of the lights
Of the starry sky
My soul lifts to the call of the night
Into the dark I fly

Never Neverland

I want to fly away
Like they do in Peter Pan
When Peter takes Wendy by the hand
And flies her to Never Neverland

There I will join the Lost Boys
And fight Captain Hook
There I won’t have to deal with all the noise
I can sit in a tree and read a good book

I will go on adventures
And gossip with mermaids
I will explore the island
To find the Neverland treasure
Then take a nap in the shade

There I won’t be lost
Instead I will be found
Before, I would just follow the crowd
Now, I can be who I wanna be
Without a shred of doubt

I will get to be a kid again
Isn’t that all we want in the end?

Remain

I never knew it would be this hard
To say goodbye to people so dear to my heart

Years we spent hand in hand
Just to be separated by things we planned

Every time you guys go
My heart breaks
But I am comforted by this small fact:

Although you travel far by car or plane
In my heart, is where you will remain