Posted in Inspiration, Mental Health Files

Live or Leave

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I never want you to feel this way,

You know, like you’re deep in a pit and no one even knows you’re there,

Like the grave is a resting place and life is for the restless,

Like you’re speaking but no one is listening,

Like you’re dying and no one is seeing.

I see you.

I hear you.

And it sucks that you feel this way.

I wish you never did,

I wish your smile never set like the sun,

I wish your laughter didn’t seem like the fading sound of distant waves,

I wish your heart wasn’t hard from all the broken pieces that couldn’t be glued back together.

I wish I could take your pain away,

Absorb the pain like a sponge until you’re free from it,

I wish you didn’t know what it meant to walk under a dark cloud even when the sun was shining overhead,

I wish you didn’t know what it felt like to cry ‘Eli Eli Lama Sabachtani!’

That moment where you begin to question the efficacy of the words ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you,’ while reality screams otherwise.

But you have to feel these things,

For that’s how you’ll know how to comfort others who feel same.

If I hadn’t gone through them, I wouldn’t know what to say to you.

So to answer your question, live or leave? I think it’s best we live ready to leave when our appointment with death comes, as it’s appointed for men once to die, but after this the judgment (Heb 9:27).

So live, my darling! For life is already fleeting as it it seems.

Love,

M.❤️

Posted in 30 days blogging challenge

November Writing Challenge – Prompts 2-4

Hello guys!

Quick confession: so I challenged myself to write consistently for 30 days. But when I got home from work on Nov 2nd, weak and tired, I knew there was no way I was gonna pull it off. I couldn’t create in a state of fatigue. And then I started feeling bad for letting my blog, my readers and myself down. 😌😌

But hey, it’s day 4 today, and who says I can’t pick up from where I stopped? It so happens that today’s prompt is dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy some of the poems and musings I’ve got right here!

Ps: hope your November has started off well? 🌱🌱🌹🌹

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Posted in 31 Days Writing Challenge

Day 17: Clearing a space

Jack wasn’t about to let her into the turmoil that was his life. His mind was a mess, and he wouldn’t let her in. His heart knew what it wanted, it skipped a beat at the mention of her name. “How did this happen? Where did she come from?” Were some of the questions his brain tried to answer. Slowly, and gently she tore through his defenses.

Three months down the line, nothing else worked. Not ghosting, not avoiding her, not pretending the feelings weren’t there. Jack wanted her. And it was time to clear a space in his heart for her to build a home.

-m.e. 2020

Posted in 30 days blogging challenge, Poetry

Poetry Collection

Hey guys! So I started February with a writing prompt challenge. Unfortunately I didn’t go through each day as I would have. So thank God for March! Let’s do a prompt marathon! You ready?

Prompt 13- Nothing But Air

As you walked out of the door,

You took with you all of your belongings,

Leaving me with nothing but air…

But sometimes,

Air is all you need to start again.

-m.e. 2020.

Prompt 14- What my body knows

The knife strokes that design my skin,

The injection holes that match my pores,

The blood from the cuts I punish my skin with—

My body knows that some days I love it. On full moons perhaps,

And on other days, it reminds me,

Of all my mistakes,

And no wound is enough to erase it.

-m.e. 2020

Prompt 15- When I close the door

Guard your heart with all diligence…

And so I did.

Closed the door,

Tossed away the key.

For out of it are the issues of life and death…

The battle continues between life and death

I don’t know which is winning.

When I close the door,

I hear voices,

One says choose life and live,

But the other louder one screams death with the voice of my inner demon—Fear.

-m.e. 2020

Prompt 16- Inner Craving

I crave conversations —deep meaningful conversations about life, death, upbringing, fears…

I crave breakfast dates in vintage spaces, while talking about a book, movie or the lyrics of a song that meant something.

I crave a travel buddy, an extra pair of eyes to see the world with me. To see the bewilderment across his face as we come face to face with pure artistry of the Master.

I crave connection; a mix of chemistry and psychology with an ounce of honesty mixed with vulnerability. I crave for something real, tangible, and never to be forgotten. Not even in eternity.

-m.e. 2020

Prompt 17- One Year

I thought this was the year where I lasted one year. But I guess better luck next time is more appropriate.

-m.e. 2020

Prompt 18- Belong to me

You belong to me,

And I to you,

Like two seeds in a pod,

Together we’ll never grow apart.

-m.e. 2020

Prompt 19: The Big Day

The day the groom returns for the bride,

The day the trumpets serenade us,

The day when gravity has no hold on us,

The day when the dead are living,

The day when we’ll finally see face to face,

And this mystery will be no more…

I long for that big day,

Like a bride in her wedding dress longing to see her groom.

-m.e. 2020