we take our losses in stride
can’t win every time
after all we know what it’s like
to be the underdog
with nothing to lose
but a lot to prove
there’s nothing we can’t do
because our love for each other
is all that matters
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we take our losses in stride
can’t win every time
after all we know what it’s like
to be the underdog
with nothing to lose
but a lot to prove
there’s nothing we can’t do
because our love for each other
is all that matters
Thank you
for being
an escape
even on days
I needed space
Thank you
for being
my hope
even on days
I wanted to let go
Waking up, getting ready, eating breakfast, opening and closing the door, putting the key in the lock, stepping out, jumping into a vehicle, climbing stairs, saying good morning, asking how are you, working, watching the clock, waiting for your break, wishing it was lunch, thinking about the ones you love, wondering about them, worrying if they’re all right, planning for the night, speaking to yourself, checking your makeup in the mirror, fixing your hair with bare hands, sighing at the end, calling it a day when your job’s done.
It’s about time.
As a 21-year-old, I’m not a teenager anymore. So I’ve become ineligible for a lot of contests I’ve submitted to before. But I don’t feel like an adult either. I’m not a professional writer.
I have a ton of poems I’d like to get published somewhere. Hopefully, something works out.
In addition to my creative writing, I’ll try to write an essay every now and then for scholarships. I’m still a student. I graduate next year though, which kind of freaks me out.
I love but also hate not knowing what tomorrow will bring. Nevertheless, I’m excited to see what’s in store.
These days, I feel more motivated. I want to do more and do better.
If I want to have something to show the world, first I need to show up.
I’m here today
Because of you
I wouldn’t be the same
Don’t know what I would’ve done
I heard your voice
When I drowned in the noise
I want
the world
to understand.
This is
who I am.
I’m a
different person
than I was
yesterday.
You dismiss
what your eyes see
since you have
some preconceived belief
of how people
like me
are supposed
to love.
You have
to do better
because
I’ve already
learned to disregard.
Words to maim
What good are they
Dirty mouths
Half a brain
Shout slurs
No respect
Sharpen blades
Don’t deserve
Time dulls
Never earn
Power fades
The joke’s on you
Your ego inflates
I used to wonder
if I was a thorn
in your side
that you wished
you could pick
then throw away
but you can’t fake
that light
the radiating glow
from your eyes
the curl of your lips
a flash of teeth
the tilt of your head
a familiar mouth
questions tumbling out
a greeting
an address
you laugh
like you’ve never lost
you’re strong
yet vulnerable
I love your ability
to let go
let nature run its course
but I think I detect
an invite for
something more