Support (A Poem About Supporting Others)

Support I give and rarely receive.

How is it the ones closest to you,

Are the ones who don’t support you?

Strangers give you praise and those you love

Wonder why they should.

Why can’t we praise people and support those we love?

Are we only there to support, when times are rough?

Why are those in your corner, not truly there for you?

When they have so much to give when your cards are down, 

But nothing when you achieve your goals. 

Everything Ends

Everything must come to an end.

No matter how much work has been done.

No matter how much time has been given.

Everything must come to an end.

Sadness envelopes me as it ends.

A chapter of my life, which has gotten me through so many challenging times.

All of my work is gone in an instant.

Friendships, stories, development gone.

Where do we go from here, and how do I overcome this crushing defeat?

All things end, but I wish they didn’t have to.

To Keep a Promise

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To Keep a Promise

A promise is something sweet,

A caring gesture of friendship and love.

Sincere thoughts and a heartfelt vow,

A pledge of honor and faith.

When promises brake and friendships shattered,

You blackened your heart with lies.

How far do you go to recapture that trust?

What will you do to regain that love?

The vow and the faith you once had,

Why do you keep your promise when others do not?

Should you mend something that’s broken?

How do you fix the friendship all in ruins,

A trust that is a dilapidated mess?

How far will you go to keep a promise of a friendship long gone?

My Little Baby

Zelda

I sit here looking through old photos, toys, and memories.

I look at you as you grew, and I think,

Where did my baby go?

My little girl, so grown up with a mind of her own.


I miss the days of snuggles and rocking you to sleep. 

I miss your giggles and your nonsense words.


I can’t stop you from growing, 

and I can’t stop you from getting hurt,

but mommy will be here no matter what.

Loving you and snuggling you,

just like I did when you were my little baby. 


You will always be my little baby girl.

If You Were Here…

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If You Were Here…

I just need to talk to someone.

There is no place safe to talk.

Who won’t judge and won’t be hurt by what I say.

I know if you were here, I could talk to you.

I know I would be talking to you now,

And so many other times before.

If you were here.

I need someone to talk to,

A safe place where there is no blame.

A place where I can be honest and 

A place where you won’t be hurt.

A place where I can say whatever I need,

And you will just listen

And no one will be hurt.

I need you, your voice, and your wisdom. 

If you were here.

Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!

 

 

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Do my feelings not matter to you?

Do you think you can do what you want?

Screw me, because I don’t matter!

Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!

 

Did you even think to talk to me?

Did you think I wouldn’t care?

Did you even think of me?

 

I know you didn’t think of me!

I know no one does!

 

It’s better to not expect anything from anyone!

They always disappoint!

I expect too much from people and I am the one who gets hurt.

 

Did you even think to talk to me?

Did you think I wouldn’t care?

Did you even think of me?

 

Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!

Am I Your Friend

friend

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Am I your friend?

Do you really care about me the way I care about you?

We use the terms best friends of is that just me?

But is that truly what I am to you?

 

Do I think more of you than you think of me?

When my usefulness is gone, will you also leave?

Why do these questions haunt me so?

 

I worry about the future, like an endless sea of doubt. 

Doubting myself and others, will I ever be happy.

Always Alone

alone

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