The Choice (Poem)

I ran away from her in fear,

She still chased me even when she saw fear,

She was determined to hit me even when she saw fear,

She ignored my fear,

My strongest memories were all the times she brought fear.

For years I hit my own sibling,

For years my own sibling hit others,

It was the fear in my sibling’s eyes that I realized I no longer wanted to hit my sibling,

It was then that I realized that I didn’t want to hit others,

I now walk away from my sibling.

My mom doesn’t hit anymore,

I don’t hit anymore,

My sister doesn’t hit anymore,

We had to all make the choice that we didn’t want to hit anymore,

We all eventually made a choice that we preferred to use words more.

The Eyes (Poem)

She didn’t understand my pain,

I didn’t understand her pain,

I was too young to understand pain,

Her own struggles made it hard to see my pain,

We were a mother and child in pain.

I’m now raising children,

They have behaviors that cause me heartache,

I can see the hurt I brought my parents because of these children,

I can look back and see the heartache,

We don’t always realize that so many parents get hurt by their own children.

It’s my past and the present that opened my eyes,

I see the hurt in my parents eyes,

I see the hurt in the children’s eyes,

I see the hurt in my own eyes,

I now see how important it is to pay attention to the eyes.

Big to Small (Poem)

He got hit by someone big,

He took it out on someone small,

It must stop with the big,

The big teaches the small,

Never abuse the small or big.

Adults might think it’s okay to hit a child,

Yet what some don’t realize is that the child is learning to hit,

The child sometimes hits another child,

It’s never okay to hit,

Most of all, there are lots of times when psychological issues happen when you get hit as a child.

Think before you hit a child,

Ask where did the child learned to hit when you see the child hit,

Ask yourself what exactly you want to teach the child,

Perhaps you already hit,

Perhaps you still have time to heal the damage that you caused the child.

Zero to Two Kids (Poem)

Zero kids to two kids,

We became foster parents,

It has been so hard with the kids,

It’s so hard to be foster parents,

We are so tired of trying to find solutions for the kids.

Husband and I argue because of the kids,

We almost gave up on having kids,

Husband said he was done with kids,

I always wanted kids,

Yet I didn’t want the problems that we’ve encountered with these foster kids.

My dream of being called a mom won’t come true,

These kids always talk about their mom,

Should I give up on these kids and adopt a kid who’ll make my dream come true?

I wanted my husband to be a dad and I wanted to be a mom,

Should we give these kids a home even though they’ll never make our dreams come true?

We are sacraficing so much for the kids,

We wonder if it’s worth the mistreatment caused by the kids,

What do we get out of fostering these kids?

Would the future get better or worse with these kids?

We honestly don’t know what would happen with these kids.

United Truth (Poem)

My heart is breaking,

I want to scream in frustration,

I can’t stop the breaking,

Another virus case is adding to the frustrating,

Another life lost is what’s leading to the breaking.

 

One side wants to wear masks,

I’m grateful for the ones who decide to wear masks,

Another side says they don’t want to wear masks,

I want to cry when I hear another doesn’t want to wear masks,

It saddens me to know that so many don’t want to wear masks.

 

Choosing not to wear a mask says you don’t care if you pass the virus,

I didn’t want to accept that there are so many people who care about themselves only,

Yet it’s hard to deny the selfishness with the virus,

It’s clear to see that in the end it isn’t about united we stand when there are those who care about themselves only,

In the end, the sad truth was revealed with the virus.

 

Decide (Poem)

What’s the right choice to make?

I don’t want to make a mistake,

Tell me what choice I should make?

Help me avoid a mistake,

It’s so hard when it’s an important choice that I must make.

 

What if I’ll regret what I decide?

I don’t want to regret,

I guess I’ll have to believe that I’ll find a way to overcome if I regret what I decide,

I just don’t want to ever regret,

In the end, I’ll have to decide.

 

There’s no avoiding this decision,

It’s a decision that I must make,

My entire life will change because of this decision,

The timer is letting me know that my time is almost up for the decision I must make,

It’s this year that my life will be changed because of this decision.

Creative Scenarios (Poem)

I’m so creative,

My mind creates worse scenarios,

I’m so creative,

My mind comes up with a lot of great scenarios,

So, is it good to be creative?

 

Here comes another bad scenario,

Time to press the stop button,

Time to think of a great scenario that converts a bad to a good ending,

It’s good that our brain has a stop button,

It’s good that all you need to know is how to create a good ending.

Believe Me (Poem)

He said he didn’t love me,

His words caused my mind to say, “I’m not lovable,”

The strongest damage came from me,

The one that mattered made me believe I wasn’t lovable,

That person who I believed was me.

 

It took years for me to finally believe that I was lovable,

Does he love me?

Truthfully, it no longer matters if he believes I’m lovable,

All that matters is what I think about me,

Besides, it’s great when an ex continues to believe you’re unlovable.

 

Why do I want an ex to love me?

An ex means he wasn’t good for me,

My current love is the only one who is good for me,

All that matters is that my current one loves me,

All that matters is that I love me.

Taken and Sexy (Poem)

I used to dress up to impress,

Had to find a way to capture the guy,

No longer trying to impress,

I already have the guy,

I’m so grateful that I don’t have to try hard to impress.

 

Yet there are moments when I dress up for me,

There are moments when I want to feel good,

Being taken doesn’t mean I should forget about me,

Being taken doesn’t mean that I should forget about feeling good,

Being taken doesn’t mean that I should forget all the good qualities about me.

 

So I say, “put on music that makes you feel sexy,”

Pick out the clothing that makes you say, “I’m amazing,”

Make a time to feel sexy,

Remind yourself that you’re amazing,

After all, taken doesn’t mean you should give up on being amazing and sexy.

Craziness (Poem)

Cheater after cheater,

I felt the craziness within me,

The toxic side of me came out when I was dating a cheater,

The love for a cheater was destroying me,

I was finally able to calm down the moment that I stopped loving a cheater.

 

In a better relationship,

Yet the craziness inside me isn’t gone,

The crazy feeling is calm in this current relationship,

The craziness will appear the moment that I feel everything is gone,

The craziness will appear if I ever end up hurt because of this relationship.

 

Hurt is an emotion that can be difficult to control,

I want to hurt myself and I want to hurt another,

Thankfully he ends up saying or doing something that puts me back in control,

The calm me doesn’t ever want to hurt another,

Thus, it’s better for me to stay with someone who truly loves me in order to stay in control.