in and I see you and it’s like being hit with a brick wall
these emotions of sadness wash over me like.
Someone close to me is gone and I can’t seem to figure out
what is going on and so I quickly disappear inside.
As I let myself fade into the background and this other side of me takes over
and I feel like I’m floating above myself, watching what is happening but I can’t stop anything.
The feeling doesn’t go away and I don’t seem to be able to slam back into myself again, will anyone notice I’m not me this bubble of light and giggles.
Even though the other side of me smiles it never reaching her eyes and, the laugh isn’t quite right for it’s not music to your ears.
The things about me that you look forward too doesn’t sound like they used to but you can’t quite put your finger on why I sound different.
But all I can do is hope you will realize in time and save me from this person who is like a shadow of who I am.
I am the light and without that light shining bright inside me or reaching out to you, things begin to not be the same and the once room full of joy is only half full.
Not enough to satisfy you or me or everyone else who cares and is tied to me and you, will time run out before we meet again.
For the darkness always needs a little light of hope in it, and that hope of light is me so what are you waiting for.
I’m stumped by the words I want to come out but they won’t and maybe that’s a good thing.
Because the last thing I need to do is say things that don’t need to be said for my reply will be like broken branches flying at you in lightening speed.
As I chop you down piece by piece like a tree becoming a stump, no longer the tall beautiful tree that gave away shade but a stump that is not even one foot tall.
You’re no longer noticeable as we walk by you day and day.
But then one day out of the blue, you became more than a stump as a little tree started to grow out of you.
Making you a little pretty again as I walk by you I smile as a new form of life grows through the stump that life was cut down when it died.
I would like to thank Nyse from Heyitsnyse for nominating me for this award a couple of days ago. She has been such a great supporter of my blog even with being a new blogger herself. She has written some great articles on her page that you should check out.
The Rules
Write a post to show your award
Give a brief story of how your blog started
Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers
Thank whoever nominated you, and provide a link to their blog
Select 15 other blogs you want to give the award to.
My Blog Story
I’ve always loved reading poetry and well my love for writing poetry started in high school.
But, it’s been years since then and my creativity kind of up and vanished. Then every now and then I would be able to write a piece or two.
I started this blog because I wanted to write again and push myself and my talent farther than I could if I was just writing for myself. I guess I wanted to be in an environment that showed I wasn’t alone in how I felt and have others appreciate poetry, short stories and so much more than the people I know do.
So here I am loving every moment of being a blogger and sharing my work and supporting others along the way. I always wanted to be a writer and now I feel I have accomplish that as well as grow as a person in the last ten month’s. I can’t believe it’s been almost a year of blogging on here and I wouldn’t give it up for anything.
Advice to New Bloggers
Write your heart out and someone will appreciate your work, as long as you feel satisfy with the post and pieces you’ve written then you have succeed as a blogger. Also, check out the challenges and daily prompts to keep you on your toes with your writing.
Don’t worry so much about your numbers when you first start out, people will come and they will enjoy your work. Don’t worry about others numbers either because it will get you no where. Focus on making connections through supporting other bloggers.
I am honored to be nominated by Nyse for this award and I hope the 15 people I nominated take the time to enjoy this nomination and even if you don’t accept to do it. At least check out the great blogger’s I feel are inspiring other’s with their work and show them some love.
I threw you away so many times only for you to surface again.
I just wanted to be alone but you always felt your presence was needed
at least two to three times a week.
You didn’t believe in someone being alone with their thoughts for long, sometimes I felt you could read my mind or hear my thoughts.
For when I was down you always seem to come around and put a smile on my face and, even when I didn’t want to be bothered there you were smiling and offering up hugs.
Your my rock too worthy to throw away into the cold river on a nice day.