hope in the silence

[hopeinthesilence]

bittersweet

sweetness, joy, the light in someone’s eyes.

sunlight, warmth, a bliss blue sky.

whispers of sweet nothings, a simple demise.

one good deed, and something dies inside.

bitterness on my tongue, too much to take.

my stomach tied in knots, i start to shake.

longing for gentleness, my chest aches.

how much more until i break?

one inside joke here, one shared smile there,

the smile plastered on my face says “i dont care.”

sugar and lemon, swirled into one.

bitter, sweet; no one knows the war that’s come and gone.

[hopeinthesilence]

anyone else longing for a hug?

but you can’t ask anyone!

[hopeinthesilence]

anxiety

stomach turning,

my body’s full of dread.

eyes burning,

into the back of my head.

don’t move too abruptly,

don’t breathe too loud,

you must sit quietly,

don’t you dare make a sound.

silently screaming,

choking on my own breath,

disaster looming,

close to my certain death.

my limbs start to shake,

and all my muscles ache.

sweat drips down my chin,

as the room begins to spin.

four things you can touch, five things you can see

as the walls tower over me.

a rapid heartbeat,

i can’t even stand up out of my seat.

i fear this is the way things will always be.

why do i let anxiety control me?

[hopeinthesilence]

i don’t worship a god, i worship the earth,

i worship life, death, and birth.

i’m grateful for the clean water i get to drink,

i admire the rainbow’s hues, from red to pink.

i worship the sky and i worship the seas,

i hug the trees, and watch them blow in the breeze.

i love the birds’ sing-song, their ‘tweet, tweet, tweet’.

i love the seasons, the summer’s blazing heat.

i love icicles, the snow, the way that they gleam.

i love eating food, and my favourite ice-cream.

i worship all different creatures, big and small.

if we were all the same there would be no point at all.

i admire the mountains, they stand tall and proud.

i admire the ocean’s depths, where silence is loud.

i worship the land on which we stand,

be it desert, forest, or wet grassland.

we should all worship the earth,

it gifts us the miracle of life.

the earth sustains everything,

and makes all things thrive.

i worship this place that I call home,

if we all love each other then we’ll never be alone.

[hopeinthesilence]

a poem i wrote in january 2023 about winter ❄️☃️

A Winter Spent Alone

Fingertips bitten by the frost,

Trudging through the snow,

Darkness of the bitter night lost

In the friendly streetlamps’ glow.

The sweet scent of the bakery

Cradles my attention.

The holiday lights uplifted me,

Photographed without hesitation.

Hat and gloves kept me warm

On this silent cobblestone street.

Winter’s the time for snowy storms,

Wearing scarves to suppress my body heat.

Staying cosy in the warmth of my home,

Reading books, quiet and alone.

[hopeinthesilence]

i’ve sort of come to a realisation.

i live a very quiet life and sometimes i watch other people who seem like they have everything good in life. one example being a large group of friends, being very popular.

if i feel depressed it’s easy to compare myself to others and blame the negative feelings on the fact i don’t have those specific things that i see other people have.

but just because they are happy with those things, doesn’t automatically mean the same things would make me happy in my life.

they need lots of friends and material possessions to make them feel happy.

maybe i need something different.

[hopeinthesilence]