Monday, August 29, 2011

Just ment to say goodbye.

Goodbye to all the promises we planned to keep.
goodbye to all the nights i couldnt sleep.
goodbye to all the laughs we never thought would end.
goodbye to all the precious texts we both sent.
goodbye to all your lies.
goodbye to your blue eyes.
goodbye to all the times i cried.
goodbye i am no longer on your side.
goodbye you are my mistake...
goodbye for my sake.
goodbye to our bond.
goodbye i am now gone.
goodbye to the friend, you pretended to be
now all you are is a memory

Friday, August 26, 2011

Why i write.

When I write, I matter.  I can tell the paper my deepest thoughts and tragedy's, its my way of feeling heard, until I'm ready to share with someone. Most the time i keep my imperfect scribbles to myself with no intention for anyone to read. when I'm done pouring out my emotions through the ink of a pen, i go over and reread to ask myself "why". This one word Question helps me get to know myself better. which is something i struggle with; knowing who i am. When I'm stuck in the middle of a sentence, searching for the words that explain my emotions, i turn on the music that relates to my mood to inspire me to continue when i fall short a few words. I also write to remember all the beautiful things i have been blessed with, opportunities and memories. One of my favorite things in life is looking back on things from the past; old diary's from elementary school, or old notes and letters my friends have wrote to me over time, and i realize how much life has changed. Writing is a way of holding on to my past, but also a way to forget. Forget all the grief and negative emotion by teaching myself other ways to handle situations i cant control and allowing myself to be vulnerable whether i choose to share or keep it close to me with secret. Writing is my passion.