Goodbye Stress (Poem)

Are you here to bring me stress?

Sorry, I’m not that nice,

I say goodbye to people who bring stress,

I don’t care if you don’t think I’m nice,

You aren’t nice for wanting to give me stress.

 

Stress comes when you have bad intentions,

Stress comes when you are inconsiderate,

Sorry, I don’t accept anyone with bad intentions,

Sorry, I don’t accept anyone who is inconsiderate,

You must be considerate and have good intentions.

 

Truthfully, I learned from my past,

I learned that I rather enjoy my life,

I don’t want to cry like my past,

I want a  happy life,

So, those who aren’t good for me will remain in the past.

In-Law (Poem)

Living with an in-law was a mistake,

The in-law interferes,

I learned from my mistake,

I despise when the in-law interferes,

I won’t ever make the same mistake.

 

I dislike my in-law,

My in-law dislikes me,

I wish I never met my in-law,

I dislike people who make life hard for me,

I’m looking forward to the day when I don’t have to live with my in-law.

 

The in-law judges my phobia,

Yet she can’t admit that her Satan talk is a mental illness,

I don’t need people who judge my phobia,

I hope one day she focuses on her own mental illness,

After all, I found a way to have a successful life with my phobia.

 

Evil Sibling (Poem)

She’s an evil sibling,

She’s trying to separate her brother and me,

She’s a selfish sibling,

She wants to get rid of me,

Karma will eventually get this evil sibling.

 

People pay a price when they interfere in a marriage,

She plays the victim and her brother falls for it,

I see what she’s doing to our marriage,

I won’t fall for it,

Yes, she’s truly an evil sibling for trying to separate our marriage.

 

I almost gave up on my marriage because of her,

Then I prayed and got the courage to fight,

It’s now a fight between me and her,

I won’t give up on this fight,

I won’t give up on this marriage because of her.

House (Poem)

My house no longer feels like my house,

I can’t breathe,

I want to get out of this house,

I need to breathe,

It’s getting harder to live in this house.

 

Told what not to do in my house,

Feeling like I had enough,

I dislike being told what not to do in my house,

Constantly saying that “I had enough,”

I feel like I need to leave this house.

 

My heart breaks at the thought of leaving this house,

I’m making another comfortable and making myself uncomfortable,

This house feels like someone else’s house,

I’m so uncomfortable,

I guess this house wasn’t always meant to be my house.

Calling You (Poem)

Heaven,

I’m calling you,

Heaven,

Don’t listen as I continue to call you,

It isn’t the right time to go to heaven.

 

I want to end it all,

Please don’t listen when I say, “Take me to heaven,”

I want a better solution to all,

There’s still the belief that the solution isn’t heaven,

Ignore me when I say that I want to end it all.

 

Heaven is eventually where I’ll go,

For now, I’m fighting not to go to heaven when I say I want to end it all,

I’m begging my own demons to let me go,

I’m fighting to not listen to “let’s end it all,”

For now, I’m fighting not to go.

Crumbling (Poem)

My world is crumbling,

What I walked away from is calling,

My soul feels dark as the world keeps crumbling,

My own demons are calling,

Reminded of my past escape when my world was crumbling.

 

They did drugs and drank,

I watched as I continued to surround myself with those who struggled,

I never did drugs or drank,

Yet felt similar because we continued to live as we struggled,

They couldn’t escape their demons even after they did drugs or drank.

 

They were gangsters,

I was an outcast,

They were judged because they were gangsters,

I was judged because I was an outcast,

Sadly, heaven took some gangsters.

 

I chose a different life,

Yet in hardships, I’m reminded of them,

They don’t have much in life,

Perhaps I’m meant to have nothing like them,

It’s with this type of thinking that I say, “It’s time to find my inner peace to continue choosing the good life.”

 

Thanks (Poem)

Thanksgiving is here,

There are so many things to be grateful for,

Depression is here,

It’s hard to focus on what I’m grateful for,

I’m letting depression to be here.

 

The doctor gave me the results,

It’s so hard to be grateful when I encounter something hard,

Why couldn’t everyone wait after Thanksgiving to give me the results?

Life feels so hard,

Why couldn’t I have received good results?

 

Then there were other people giving me bad news,

Why does everyone have to gather to try to knock me down?

My mind and body isn’t able to handle so much bad news,

I’m trying so hard to stay up and not down,

All I want to do is cry because of the bad news.

 

Still, I’ll do my best to get through this bad chapter,

I’ll find a way to give thanks,

I have to believe that the future will have a better chapter,

There will come a day when I’ll overcome this and give thanks,

It will be okay as long as I don’t give up because of this bad chapter.