Leaving my country After 11 years Was exciting and equally scary Something that I don’t do much Is living in the moment Which gives you a unique feeling In a way, it felt like freedom The kind you never want to end But time was up And I had to come back Alex
Light and dark Day and night Sunrise and sunset The sun is up And you can feel its heat On your skin That brightens soul And everything is right Once again When the dark Haunts the sky The bad thoughts Enter the mind Which brings your life To a standstill. Alex
At night I wake up It looks blindly dark You can almost taste it What steals my sleep Is pain That of the body Or that of the mind And writing My words down Is the only thing That brings me Any kind of relief. Alex
The beehive is home To the bees Who work so hard To keep the hive as one family unit With their little wings The softest noise While helping every little flower They keep the cycle of life alive And give us the sweetest honey.
A drink for you Is like a drug That one thing You can’t live without it places your happiness On the edge Which turns you In this angry monster That no one knew it was in you And as a result It breaks your family apart And leaves them With a scar In their heart.
I’m sorry boy That a person with your own blood Treats you like you were dirt And when the beatings Didn’t bring you down On your knees anymore The words That cut like knives Took the place of the physical abuse A cycle that you can’t get out of With the fear that You will … Continue reading Off The Topic Thursdays/ Abuse
On a boat ride With the sun on my face The soft breeze And the gentle waves With that cuddling sound Adding to nature’s music But the tables Have turned And the sea became cold When people are trying to escape war In a sea that has More plastic waste Than it has fish.
Social media Is the body fuel Your life Now depends on Likes and shares Sending hate Is one click away And all our friends Are behind a screen The new way Of showing emotion Is by sending An emoji. Alex
Every morning I wake up With puppy kisses Which makes me smile But then My dysphoric mind Wakes up too And it starts to hear My high voice And going on to think About my chest But luckily with a chest binder Gives me the strength To fight this battle For yet another Day
I have To fake smile Since The pain In my mind Is Invisible So it’s Something that No one Can see So They don’t Believe me When I Tell him That It’s there. Alex