THE ONES THAT HURT

Many of us have been hurt in life. Sometimes the other person doesn't care, sometimes the other person does care. But whatever happens always stand up for yourself. Fight for yourself, after all, you are your own best support.  Here's a poem dedicated to all those who have been through this pain

THE ONES THAT HURT

I thought I was invincible
I thought I was strong 
But many people many times
Have proved my thoughts wrong

As I sat in crouched in the corner
In my room no light
In the mirror the reflection
Only brought on fright

I didn't see myself as a whole
I couldn't even see my heart
All I could see was a saddened soul
Who was torn and ripped apart

My heart I would give away 
Never returned as a whole
Taken away or replace what was not
It slowly affected my soul

Used and thrown away
By people many a kind
And I just can't give away more
My scattered pieces hard to find

What I do is share my love
Let people inside my head
Never had I ever thought
That this would leave me dead

I'm found when I'm needed
And other times I can't be seen
For some I'm just a nobody
Till I provide a shoulder to lean

I cried to my soul
I complained to my aching heart
Searched for the people who once loved me
But I only seem to fall apart

Well...you don't need to choose me
You don't need to know me
Just know that I won't be there
Of my presence you're free

I am human and I hurt
And when I fall down I bleed
But now I'm not complete at all
Only because of some peoples greed

THE STRONGEST LOVE

You guys may not know that I write A LOT of poetry and I'd love to share them with you! So I will keep posting the poems as I write it. This one is about a girl who's lost in this race we call life. Until she sees the world through someone else's eyes, someone who loves her and doesn't want to see her so lost and hurt.

THE STRONGEST LOVE

A tragedy, a bad tragedy had struck
Leaving her sad and stuck
All alone to wipe her own tears
In the dark with her lingering fears

Made a puddle....from her own eyes
As she sits there and cries
Only her shadow as her friend
To her sadness she saw no end

And she wept and wept all night long
Humming the most touching song
And those who passed couldn't help but feel
Her own sadness as theirs very real

Until he came and held her close
In her hand he placed a rose
A symbol of their love so strong
A sign that it would last long

He held her close he held her tight
Because her being sad was his worst sight
And they got by together by standing tough
Even though the path was thorny and rough

Because they never left each other's side
Comforted when the other cried
And love was all they had to show
To make each other's happiness glow

RESPECT
Respect to me is having admiration for someone. When you respect someone, you want to make that person proud of you...you want to make them happy through the things you do. Well, I live in a country where you hear the line "respect your elders" a lot. It's a part of our culture. I'm not saying that this is a bad thing to have in your culture. In fact it makes a lot of sense. But not to me...and I'll tell you why. When I think about respect...the first thing that comes to mind is a two-way street. Now let me explain this comparison here. Respect needs to be there BETWEEN two people. It's like clapping. You can't clap with one hand. If you don't get a response then you are at a dead end. But still in my culture you have got to respect that person if he or she is elder to you. Respect...is supposed to mutual. It's supposed to exist between two people who admire each other and treat each other well. I would respect any one who gives me advice or asks me for advice. Why? Because I know that person respects me enough to ask me for advice or give me advice for my own good! I mean...why not? The thing is I would not like to respect anyone who doesn't respect me...and I've already stated my reasons. Respecting someone who doesn't respect you is like giving a person a cycle...but they don't ride it. And that's why, I'd rather keep the cycle for myself or give it to someone whom I know will use it.

Hi there! Well this is my blog and it's very special because it's my first blog. You see the problem with me is that I am a very thoughtful person. And by thoughtful I mean I think...A LOT! So I spend half my life thinking about the things that make me angry or sad or make me feel a certain way. And the thing is...that these thoughts that I have...are actually REALLY meaningful. So that's why I plan to type these out and post it here...on my blog. See of you can relate to it or if you think about the same thing! Most people I know feel the way I feel...so I'm expressing it for them...and for myself! So...let's start this journey shall we!?