My Mind Reborn: Lonely, Nostalgia, Memorial, Sanctuary & Paradise Poem by Valerie Schiereck

My Mind Reborn: Lonely, Nostalgia, Memorial, Sanctuary & Paradise



Nostalgia

Cant stand to sleep alone.
feeling so bored and cold.
only my hands and feet freeze.
i miss the old souls i used to know.
my heart is a child.
who runs around playing tag & climbing trees.
who plays dress-up in her bedroom.
wants to write and paint her soul on the walls and papers.
wants to dance and sing out loud.
but she now she feels alone again.
after what was so long ago.
there's a flame in her silver heart.
it burns with joy and love.
she has witnessed love and death.
heartache and pain.
so young but talks like an old woman in disguise.
nostalgic for the past, but dreams of the future.
I dress up to revive the lost souls that have been forgotten.
who left their mark on the world one way or another.
They are all rare jewels to me.I love finding them and keeping them.
But what I love even more is finding more and more jewels everyday.
They become more precious to me over time.
I call them my friends and idols.

what kind of woman will i become?
I'm gonna stay this way forever.
This is a side of me I hope I never lose.
I don't care if you love or like or hate me now.
Wait til you see what I'm gonna be.

Lonely

I feel so cold.I miss the warmth of having arms around me.
I'm so tiny.When I lay in someone's arms.Their body is like another world to me.
The eyes are like an open door to their heart.I miss that the most about love.
Tiny body, Big brown eyes, Large heart, Glowing soul. But i feel like a cold dead zombie sometimes.
I want to set the world on fire.I want to turn the whole world on just for a moment.
Just for a moment.

Memorial

I'm not high. I just have a child's imagination.
I wear my heart on my body.
I show my soul through a light in my eyes.
the words i speak, are the dreams and songs in my mind.
its hard to grow up.
i never want this heart to die.
it always grows.
but it gets warm or cold
when I'm happy or sad.
I may just be preaching to the choir
but we all know its true.
but i will do something about it soon.
I'm gonna change the world one day.
And if you knew me, in the past or the future.
you may come to my memorial after I have made my mark on the world in my life.
even if we had never been friends but i talked about you
even if you have never heard of me.
i hope you find me.
look at me, and smile.
it doesn't matter what religion you believe in.
you will miss me.
I always knew I was different.
I can see the horrors and the rainbows in this world and still smile.
You will see what I saw. I'll fight til the end.
you may not want to. but you will.
I'm no angel.I'm just human.
Revere me in life or in death.
Just know I can my mark on the world no matter how small I am.
and that something we all need to do.
we only got 1 life.
Don't live everyday like its your last.
Take each day as it comes, but make the changes you want to see gradually as you grow.
This is it.This is who i am. who are you?

Sanctuary

where is the sanctuary i made?
it was never built.
but i know that when this body dies.
i want my memorial to be a sanctuary to those in need.
i want people to know whats inside my head.
i want to be remembered and i want the world to know me.
in my mind.
its a white building.
with shadows and rainbows painted on the walls
words written by me.
pictures of people and me.
memories of me.
shown on the screen.
i reach out to you.
even if i don't know you, i know we can be friends.
I'm not perfect
i can be evil
i can be good
but no matter how evil i get i know i do it for good.

Paradise

My paradise is in the trees, in a big grassy field with a beach by the sea.
with lakes hidden in the woods. you can always see the moon and the stars.
I dance with my friends around the fire. the music is always playing.
we run and hide like children. we always stick together.
all are welcome to play. then we go back to our lives.
but we always have this place as our escape.
everyone i meet is there. even if i barely know you, you are there.
no one is a wall flower. the wallflowers sit and talk with each other.
lovers run around and hide or get lost each others eyes and lips.
we laugh and howl like hyenas.we dance under the stars.
its always beautiful and fun.

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