HOW ARE YOU?

I realized how it had always been about me. My family has always worried about me, checking up on me every second, how am I feeling, am I eating well, have I been sleeping well, have I taken my meds, how my friends treated me, make sure I go to every appointment. Because of my illness I think the focus is drawn only on me. And I feel bad that sometimes I feel like my brothers didn't get that kind of attention as much. I rarely ask how they've been doing. I feel bad that I didn't get to help them first hand and knew later that they've been thru some shit. And now I feel like a bad sister. I hope they know I love them and I care so muchh like so muchh I would die for them in a heartbeat. No doubt at all.

Life is not just about you, it's about people around you too. While you still have the chance, ask them how they've been doing. Ask if they're ok. Show that you care. I didn't get to do this with my late father and I have lived my life with regrets since he passed. And now I realized I'm about to make the same mistake. See, God puts us in a situation for us to learn. Nothing that He planned for us is useless. I've learned a lot  from the past, and now it's time to improve. Just wanna share this with everyone cause we often forget to value what's in front of us until they're gone. That person right in front of you might be looking just fine but you will never know what's deep inside. So, just ask that one question. Just ask. It's that simple. 🤍 How are you?

HIDDEN

Smiles and laughter plastered on her face,
Tears and sadness, she kept hidden in her case,
She doesn't need a lot to leave a scar on her heart,
Even a single word, is enough to create an odious art.

Worries and doubts buried deep in her vein,
Invisible wounds make up all the pain,
Stains and tools, hidden clean under the rug,
Forever will be her sweet-sharp drug.

TO LET GO OR TO HOLD ON

To let go or to hold on
To say goodbye
To say im done
To walk away
To stay
To feel
To live
To pain
To admit
To misery
To understand
To make a stand
To make pretend
To the pros and cons
To let go or to hold on

UNDEAD

Staring at the sky
Feel like I could cry
Reminiscing
Your eyes, your smile, your laugh,
And I wish
You'd stay longer than what life
has set it to be
Now that you're gone I'm alone
and the past is echoing

I miss you so much
I want you back here again
Make me warm
Calm the storm
In my head
I'm so sad

I miss you so much
With you, I don't have to pretend
Drops of tear
Thousands fear
Disappear
And now I'm sad
Wish you are undead
Can you be undead?

UNHEARD

my voice was never heard

I could be screaming from deep below

I could be shouting from up here, "hello"

but what did you hear?

a vague echo

an unvoiced sorrow

the sound of pain scarred by you

the melody of a sobbing girl

left unheard

do you know what was it like to wonder

was I wrong or rather I was wronged

unclear of what happened 

unjust of what should be just

am I at fault?

now I realised, no

I was not wrong for I am sure

what you did was a disgust

your demon claimed out of lust

and as a kid, I let it pass

and as a kid, I kept it; hush

and as I'm older I've gotten wiser

and as I'm older I've spoken clearer

your act creeps under my nerve

your lies do not shut you as a perv