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Dana-Leigh Nowajewski Poem
JUST ONE MORE cut i'll be "fine" If I cut deep enough i'll loose my "LIFE"... Wishful thinking.... I don't want to cry tonight....On the outsde I seem "HAPPY" But you know better than that so just say .... Goodbye....Don't let them in ... They..They might think you're "OKAY"Lie and lie again ... you might make a friend. "I'M FINE , I'M OKAY " I won't make it through today.... Crash down on my knees break down and cry .. just sit their and stare and wonder why "I'M FINE " "ONE LAST CUT ILL MAKE IT MY LAST ,I'M FINE " thell never ask maybe if i cut a vain ill die insane "hope.." full and thinking i cry at night because im sad... not because the face you see if truely a painting that the inside brush draws to "HIDE" i know better than to think they care but dont say goodbye not yet if you never read your story theyll never know it was their they will leave thinking your "FINE: covering a lie with a lie with a lie to make a friend who can see through each lie " I'M FINE I'LL BE OKAY " , but really will i make it through today fall down to the floor breack down and cry wile people just sit and stare and wonder why "I'LL NEVER TRUELY BE FINE "
Copyright © Dana-Leigh Nowajewski | Year Posted 2016
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Dana-Leigh Nowajewski Poem
Do you even know what its like to feel like your so worthless that you want to just die have you ever watched someone suffer and you cant do anything because it will just make it worse have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and cried because you look so bad because the circles under your eyes are so dark you look like a vampire have you ever ran your fingers through your hair and so much falls into your hands because your dealing with so much stress that no matter want you try it never goes away have you ever pretended your okay painted a smile on your face because your so afraid to tell people how you feel because they will just go away because they cant handle the way you are because they are there then they leave when you wish they wouldn't because your about to break down and cry and beat yourself us because you think its all your fault and people cant handle you because its never your fault there's nothing you can do because your you and no one likes you because they don’t care because they don’t like you because they don’t want to help release your stress that its why I hate the world to day that is why people want to take there life away because no one cares until there dead and are crying alone in there bed pushing some one so far that they want to end there like because they think they are worthless
Copyright © Dana-Leigh Nowajewski | Year Posted 2017
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Dana-Leigh Nowajewski Poem
A man once said "here is a beautiful flower that glimmers in the light of the first snow a flower who is surrounded by a dark forest , this is a flower that once was covered with blood a flower who is white and pure a flower who was sweet like honey a flower who's leaf was strong enough tho be stepped on . A flower that has beaten the snow who has lived past drought who has lived through being eaten by bugs . Their once was a man this man was lost he did not know where he was he was scared he was alone and he was sorrowful he complained on and on about how his feet hurt and how his life was so bad . Through all of this complaining the man noticed the small white flower , slightly confused he set down his things and walked to the flower as he approached the flower his mind was slowly set at peace and his pain taken away the man sat next to the flower and felt as if the flower would listen to anything he said so he told the flower all of his feelings when he was finished he felt foolish for talking to a flower so he got up to leave as he starts to walk away he thought to pick the flower and he did he carried the flower in jar of a little of drinking water . The man found his home once again and gave the flower to his wife as they slept he thought of everything he told the flower and how his pain was gone and how he no longer felt sorrowful , as the wife made breakfast for her husband she noticed the flower had roots she was sure that the flower did not have roots when her husband brought it to her but he just went on and planted it in her garden . She told her mom about the flower and her mom told her that it was a sign from God the wife did not believe her mother and yelled at her mother for even thinking something like that . Later on the man also went to his wife's mother but he was interested in God the woman was very pleased with the man and told him all she could remember about the Bible and she gave him her Bible he went home and secretly read his Bible and learned more about God because he knew his wife would not be happy . A few days passed and the wife's mother died the wife was angry she blamed God but the man new the woman said what she wanted to say he informed his wife about him and God , telling her of how much happier he is the wife was not pleased she left him she said she never wanted to see him again now and then the man would tell her something new about what he learned he joined a church and told his story of the little white flower . " " A man once said : God will win either way . And this man was true . "
Copyright © Dana-Leigh Nowajewski | Year Posted 2016
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Dana-Leigh Nowajewski Poem
One thing I've learned about people is how fast they come and go, how you can trust them all you want and love them and promise each other never to leave one another alone.Yet they always leave, always alone silently crying and wishing they would come back to love one another again, being gone for so long and they do this over and over again , its a cycle, you get used to being alone , being sad, it just becomes you , you make a new love and again they leave , you "STOP FEELING". Thinking what's the point if all of this just keeps happening over and over again. You found a new love soon after you said those words . "DRUGS" come first drinks come last never ever even opening your eyes to what you have power and money over fear and unity "GUTS" over fear . You give yourself "ONLY" yourself credit for what you've had help with God why must guts rule over fear? Your first instinct is actually your last you say your going to leave yet your still here? Why? Because you think you can love us then hurt us again with your twisted daggers ! YOUR GUTS HAVE MURDERED YOUR FEAR and a coward has taken your heart away and poisoned it with black blood you MONSTER. It was long ago not that it really meant anything to anyone but it was the days i died the days i cried the days i lied, being okay and thinking your okay are two different things wanting to die and being dead are many different things. My depression never went away i always knew it was their like a faint memory you tried to recall I'm better now i feel great i have those days but who don't.
Copyright © Dana-Leigh Nowajewski | Year Posted 2016
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