Late Night Poetry pt 4

Mild disclosure: I am experiencing a mild sugar high at this given time and I'm like 100% sure it is beyond evident...

Hello people of the internet!

How are you all? is life good? I hope so becauseeeeeeee it is time for some

LATE

NIGHT

POETRYYYYYYYYY!!!

With that intellectual intro out of the way here is some of my late night poetry:

La Lumière

Est-ce tu as froid?

Est-ce tu as sommeil?

Est-ce tu as peur d’avoir tort?

Tu as besoin de chaleur

Tu as envie d’avoir raison

Je suis désolé tu ne dois pas la lumière.

And here's a little translation for you all:

The Light
Are you cold ?

Did you sleep?

Are you afraid of being wrong ?

You need heat

You want to be right

I'm sorry you do not have light.

If you have been reading my posts for the last little while you will be aware that some of the stuff I write about deals with some pretty heavy stuff. For those of you who relate to the saddened babble I thought I would share with you a really great app that is offered on Apple devices, I don't know if other servers have it, but it is called Pacifica. Although I wish this was sponsored, it is not, so don't think I am being paid even a little bit for this promo, but this app is great! It allows you to record all the crazy feelings that fly through your mind throughout the day and the emotions that ride around on those thoughts.

Anyways... that's all for now,

Olivia

xoxo

Late Night Poetry pt3

Hey so even though it isn't "late-night" as I'm posting this, I did happen to write this at night. 

Regardless this was some stored away poetry I wrote a little bit ago but was afraid to put out into the world. If you have been reading my blog for longer than a month then you will understand my hesitating on an emotional piece like the one below.

If you are new to this weird emotionally charged blog then I'll fill you in on what has been the past...

So basically the gist of it is, some people who read my blog, were um... less than pleased at what I had to say... but I did keep the post up, and I did send out an apology to hopefully soothe things over.

My point in the story was if you know me, please don't send your self into a tizzy over the words I have created, because like most humans, I feel emotion and this is my way of expressing some of my emotional turmoil.

Along those lines, please don't start playing the guessing game as to who this is about because A) I will not tell you. B) Please respect my request to keep this anonymous.

And with that intro out of the way... here is what I wrote:

Stop.

Stop making me feel unworthy of your presence;

You are not holy.

Stop the endless whining;

Life is not perfect.

Stop your discontent for the world;

Open your eyes and see there is more than the dark side.

For each time I thought this, I wonder if I am a hypocrite for thinking so;

My response is yes, I am.

I need not think of myself as any better than the next;

We are all the same on the inside.

I need to think before I speak;

Only letting encouraging words out.

I need to see life for the beauty it beholds;

Letting the optimist out from time to time.

Suppose we’re not so different you and I;

That is just what I needed to hear to change myself.

I hope you have a wonderful day, 

Olivia

xoxo