Make me sad and I'll write you a poem
I always come back to this place
I always want to go back and trace
The memories and people that I once chased and embraced
The people that I hate and love that are always in my headspace
People that I once trusted but turned out was a disgrace
People are predictable and disappointing and that’s a fact I’ll have to face
I hid this little girl in a cage to keep her safe
Safe from all the monsters that’s inside of me
These monsters were named depression and anxiety
I don’t want these monsters to scare off this little girl who has so much joy, so much love, and so much hope
So I hid her in a cage to protect her, to keep her safe
Safe from all the people that may just hurt her
I don’t want these people to leave a dent in her heart with sadness, disappointment, and anger
I told her to hide, to always keep a distance I told her to always keep her walls up
I told her to not give her all to anyone
Now I am looking at this little girl, she is all alone. She’s not the same little girl anymore… because now she is scared all the time.
She doesn’t know how to be happy nor how to love fully…
I’m sorry…
I should’ve let you be…
Let you be sad
Let you be disappointed
Let you be angry
Let you be hurt
Let you give your all to someone.
I hope it’s not too late, but I am setting you free. Please allow yourself to be free… There are still monsters. There are still people who can hurt you.
But I want you to live, to feel, and to love.
Swimming in the sea of despair
Looking for Mother and Father somewhere
They promised that they’ll come back in Winter
Patiently waiting for them by the river
There goes Mother with her new lover
There goes Father trying to recover
And I am still here by the river
Stuck with the thought of us to come back together
The lady in the lake
Never saw the morning break
The lady in the lake
Her loneliness ache
The lady in the lake
Drowned in rage
The lady in the lake
Who will she take?
The lady in the lake
Her lover waiting for her to wake…
— Inspired by The Haunting of Bly Manor
Down the rabbit hole, I’ll wait for you
While you dance with the Devil in the blue moon
I’ve kept my tears in a bottle
Hoping you’ll come back before Autumn
To hold me again with your cold hands
Here in the new and naked lands…
Big sister pick me up, pick me up from my misery
Big sister pick me up, pick me up Depression is killing me
Big sister pick me up, pick me up I’d rather be dead than to be here
Big sister pick me up, pick me up I’m always with Anxiety
Big sister pick me up, pick me up and help me please…
Venus shines bright after sunset
It’s waiting for the Crescent Moon at the outset
The sky is wrapped by darkness
Here comes the Crescent Moon of dimness
The celestial pair aligned once again
Savoring every moment without complain
The Evening Star almost kissed the Crescent Moon
But it said its goodbye too soon…
People give in exchange of moral dessert
Would you give in, or go berserk?
People urging about positivity
Just for the sake of levity
People might wait a little longer
Some might be weaker, some might be stronger
Do you think we all deserve this?
There’s much to reminisce…
You talk in colors instead of sounds
And binds my soul to the ground
You stare with thoughtful eyes
Mirroring dreamy skies
Lost in thought, not mine to keep
Our childhood’s past always plays deep
We might be happy, we might be sad
Time is all we have
I’ll come back someday
And maybe I can finally stay…
Do trees belong to the ground?
Or it wishes to go from place to place
Do clouds belong to the sky?
Or it wishes to be waves splashing, adrift in the ocean
Do stars belong to the night?
Or it wishes to be with the Sun in the morning
Do flowers belong to Spring?
Or it wishes to be caressed by Winter’s snow
We’ll never know…
