July's Breath

You might ask, “Why are most of her pieces sad?”

Perhaps she lives a miserable life,

Maybe she is depressed,

Maybe she is a pessimist, nothing positive alludes her eyes.

 

Such misconceptions;

Presumptions are but the story of my life.

The patience and openness to understand the unorthodox soul that I am,

It seems as though normal human beings lack.

 

To realize the joy I find in the littlest things,

To see my laughter drawn from the simplest of instances.

My openness mistaken for cunning,

My wit for mischief,

Mistakes for deceit,

Fears for manipulative.

Such ugly words I still till this date cannot fathom

How one could see me yet associate with such.

 

What people don’t understand is

I stand, I stand alone.

My heart has but the purest of intentions;

Yet this soul is doomed to isolation.

An ended friendship, a disappointing blow to the gut,

A family to judge and burden and encroach,

One who sees and hears all but who I truly am,

No true confidante to truly turn to.

 

What people can’t see is the loneliness I face.

My eyes constantly filled with tears,

My lips sealed for lack of a trusting shoulder.

Burdened to deal with my fears, my emotions, my confusions.

And yet I love, unconditionally, profusely.

 

So might you ask, ”Why are her poems so sad?”

You may now understand;

Through my writing, through the words that bleed from my heart,

Through the mixed emotions,

The fears and frustrations,

I am able to see the sunshine in tomorrow.

Reviews

[Nightfeather]

Writing is one of the few things that makes us humans reconnect with each other. It does not matter where one come from or how you life your life, for there will always be someone who can link with your poem and understand the message that it may carry. The revelation that this poem has provided me is one of great importance and must not be forgotten.

Good job :D

[Coyote Poetry]

Writing is from the heart. Free flowing words cannot be controlled. I believe we write with our heart and the emotion of daily life. I liked your thoughts and the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[iobiageli]

Thank you :)
I appreciate it.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Talib]

This poem reminds me of Anne Frank! You heart bleeds from the same injury like her's. If someone asks you "why are you are so 'sad'?" You can reply that - I bear the burden of beauty and ugliness, both of them on my head - because I know that you do.

[iobiageli]

Thanks, I'll check out Anne Frank, I'm curious :)

[sereenaoutloud]

I really love this.. it is so raw and open and so true how often people are so quick to judge or jump to the wrong conclusion!
Brilliant write!

[iobiageli]

Thank you Sereena