Five-years-old

Little girl, five years old,
Ran home, ready to throw herself in her daddy’s arms.

Walking up the stairs, and through the door,
She saw her siblings, barely holding on.

Tears in their eyes, trying not to break down,
Trying to stay strong, for the youngest child

Smart girl she was,
She knew what was wrong,
Daddy would no longer be coming home.

Aware of the world at a very young age,
She understood he was killed,
God took him away.

She ran through the house,
Looking for mom,
But mom was nowhere to be found.

Weak women, she was,
Always had bad thoughts.
Too distort to cope,
She took her own life.

So the little girl sat down on the floor,
Wrapped in the love of her siblings arms.
With the house dogs around them,
And the silence of loss,
These little kids,
Lost hope in God.

What if. . .?

What if you could see people’s feelings through their eyes?
What if you could see the pieces of their broken heart?

Would you walk away?
Stay clear of the mess?

Or would you lend a helping hand?
Would you try to help them mend?

What if you could see people’s feelings through their eyes?
What if you could see the scars from their battered heart?

Would you turn around?
Would you go a separate way?

Or would you help them heal?
Would you hold them close all day?

What if you could see people’s feelings through their eyes?
What if you could see all the tears they cried?

Would you leave them astray?
Let them go their way?

Or would you wipe those tears with the palm of your hand?
Would you help them swim out of the puddle they are drowning in?

What if?
What if. . .?

Today is the day

Today is the day I let you go.
I’ve thought about it for days,
Weighed down my options,
And this is the path I want to take.

No more waiting for calls,
No more waiting for texts.

No more checking whether you’ve been active today.

I’m letting you go,
Setting you free,
Because I am so much better,
Without you here.

It wasn’t a hard decision,
After you proved to me,
That you are not worth,
A single part of me.

Not my time,
Nor my words.
Not my smile,
Nor my tears.

Today is the day I let you go,
Today is the day I free myself from you.

From your pain,
From your hurt,
From you,
You inconsiderate jerk.

I never thought I would be happy this way,
But God brought back my smile today.
I saw that light,
From just those few words you said,
That made me see you’re not worth the wait.

This is my goodbye,
My closure you can say,
Because I am officially walking away.

Those Eyes

There’s a saying that goes around,
When someone gets mesmerised in eyes,
“I can get lost in your eyes”,
They say,
But honestly I never felt that way.

Until that morning I started work,
I sat there and froze,
I felt out in space.
All because your eyes looked my way.

There is not a color to describe those beauties.
Not in any language, book, or any movie.
The way their shade changes,
Depending on your mood,
Got my heart skipping,
for you.

Until this day,
Whenever you’re around,
I stop for a moment,
And lose myself in the crowd.

A word should be created for your eyes,
A whole langue should be created,
To describe their beauty.