How I used to cry when pushed away with a Nasty comment!
Now I laugh and devise something soft for my landing.
Push me away! Let me bleed on paper! I like the toughening now!
The realisation that I can thrive Solo is so sweet!
One day! I will fly away! Far away from you!
You will cry for me but I won't bat an eye!
You will be forced to carry my body away
I will stink for you if you don't.
My soul will laugh at you from up
Mimi Olsen-Ikurior
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I sit here wondering, how long will we get to live again?
I sit here thinking, how long will we keep our distances?
I yearn for hugs these days...random hugs from everyone
I am sure, she wants a bear hug ... he cries for warmth...someone.
How long will I tie my mouth and nose up?
How long will I wash my hands twenty-four times a day?
How long will I read symptoms and sigh?
A year already? Will you ever go?
Mimi Olsen-Ikurior
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It feels like a heavy wind blew away my tent.
I feel like there is no covering on my home again...
I wake up with the hope that it's one one of those nasty dreams again..
Alas! My hope dashes with each rising Sun
Your demise still wets my pillow;Our pillar!
I am told by all that I need to be strong for fam
But in the dark room...they don't know anything.
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I had deep joy within my heart
I had surplus happiness to share
I rehearsed my thanksgiving speech
The world wasn't ready for me that day
It's still not ready so we are waving hands from afar
We are washing hands in our homes
It's not a joke even...So I'll continue cuddling by bundle...
Stay safe, World!-
I pay close attention to every sound for cues,
I hear my heartbeat tick like the wallclock,
The urgency...The fleeting days...
I struggle to focus on the joys of Now...
Therein lies my antidote for Anxiety.
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My mind is everywhere ...
I wish it could condense
Focus is a big deal today ...
This Gaseous state is tough
Something is not right says my instincts.
Or could it be the long time spent staring on these screens?
I'm picking up my fragmented time .
Closing my eyelids with a hope that Sleep loves and hugs me tonight
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Don't put me in a box , please. You desperately push me in and I am fighting back .
It's a mismatch.
I am me ...just me !
Don't label me, I don't want to be in the boxes of your perception.
No undertones...
I am me...just me-
I am in pains but I press it down with a broad smile...I once heard that my sad face dampens your mood,
I was told my cry sends negative vibrations .
So I press my cheeks backwards in a smile...
I hope you feel better?
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I cook up ideas in my head alot .
You need to set a reminder just for me.
Tell me that I am loved, today.
Please, echo same tomorrow .
Reassure me ,Tell me my misleading thoughts are false .
I am that tough to love.
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Some were born with finished products on their laps.
Some were born with resources to manufacture finished products .
What do you have in your hands?
Use it...-