Posted in life, original

Hello Out There

On the inside looking out. Loving their freedom and energy. Sometimes I crave it. But also fear it.

“Put yourself out there”, they would say. I automatically think of being put on display for everyone to scrutinize, to look at. But I don’t want attention. I just want to be seen, heard. There’s a difference.

So, despite the fear I took the step and opened the door. Doing my best to be ready to take on the unknown.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in life, original

Look Back

Let me look back and tell you of my fond memories

My memories of my childhood

When things were simple and fun despite most of it not going all too well.

Let me tell you of how the old days were

Of how there were more trees than skyscrapers

Of how fresher the air was.

I look back having remembered some of the things that happened during the war

How we hid

How we heard the bombings while huddled and hidden.

I remember my teenage years

The dances, the friends and even some of the funny stories

I remember my teachers and look back being thankful for them.

I look back hoping you’d share my excitement too

One day, you too will be looking back on your life

And I hope you remember me when you do.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in love, original

His Eyes Makes Me Melt

His eyes were pools of blue, grey, and sometimes green

They burst with light so fine as if the angels painted them

He smiled candidly and genuinely

And each time those eyes twinkle, sparkle

I melt like a butter under a hot summer day

Posted in love, original

We Crossed

I am nowhere and so are you

My thoughts are everywhere but not on you

We crossed paths but never looked or saw each other

A glance

But not truly seeing

You ponder but not about me

Our sights crossed

And then we looked away at the possibility

Of us

Posted in original, self / self esteem

See Myself Thin

It’s not funny

I’m self conscious…all the time

I look at the mirror

Try to cheer myself up

Gain the confidence

But it gets depleted with each people who look at me funny.

The skinny can easily find clothes that fit

The heavy….well, we often struggle

My self esteem has left years ago

So I curl up on my bed

And hide in my room

Posted in miscellaneous, original

Familiar

He stared and so did I

Familiar in many ways yet unfamiliar in between

Somewhere we might have crossed paths

In a place familiar and the same

But my mind can’t find where.

We stared at each other

Transfixed for a moment

Everything that seemed familiar never came