Archive for the ‘Musings’ Category

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-scold-

December 14, 2016

Poor people

Should not be made

To feel guilt

For being poor.

They should not feel

It a sin to

Be hungry,

Thirsty,

Tired…

Helpless.

Don’t just complain 

That it happens…

Make a positive change

To prevent it.

-freya

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-what she took-

December 6, 2016

For granted:

Those who tried their best,

The good times,

The memories,

The fairy tale dream…

Until another broken heart

Taught her another important 

Lesson:

Soccer mom avenue was

Creeping upon the horizon,

But not until she fit their molds…

They couldn’t accept it,

No tolerance of the rejection,

She refused societal boundaries,

Considered a societal burden…

If she hadn’t thought to

Appreciate what she’d once

Taken for granted,

Never would she have 

Grown…
-freya- 

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-bitter nectar-

December 1, 2016

bitter nectar from which i

drink;

home of melancholy eternal…

no sugary sweetness or

candy coating-

reflections only remind of why

i went unloved-

ever broken, ever shattered…

ever collecting the jagged edges-

a house built the best i can

using the pieces, a mortar of

bullshit and lies,

and a quicksand foundation.

 

 

-freya-

 

 

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-connect-

December 1, 2016

Reaching,

Crawling,

Struggling and scraping

For a connection-

Who’s my Mother?

My Father?

Where is my Family?

Leaving the connections open,

Finding deadened circuits…

Always searching 

-freya-

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-you’re kidding-

December 1, 2016

You expected normal-
You expected an easy Gold Star-

Never once realizing 

There was never normal for me…

Never any easy stars…

No coasting,

Only invisibility and pretend.

Growing in a society that

Expects too much,

With no home life 

(To speak of)-

Even those who cared,

Did only enough. ..

You can’t be surprised I 

Fell through the cracks,

Breaking both my legs

While 911 ignores my call

-freya- 

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-dreams-

December 1, 2016

At this age,

Once dreamt of dreams

Become mystic bygones

Of a sand storm era-

No more energy for wars

once fought….

Surreal nightmares 

Projected all day,

Flickering in mind all night…

No cure from busy work.

-freya- 

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-disappear-

November 29, 2016

Ever feel like

You’ve just disappeared;

Faded into nothing?

Surrounded, unembraced, 

By darkness?

Nobody knows,

Nobody remembers…

Even you begin to forget.

-freya-