Whisper to Me

Whisper to me and tell my some lies.

Don’t walk away

Because I know that’s not all you can take.

You got around to kissing me

Goodbye on the and.

I knew I’d see you again,

But it’s still so sad.

Hold me.  Please hear me out!

I can’t stand if it’s not the same between us.

Please don’t go!

I’m on my knees begging for you to

Come back.

I admitted that I was wrong.

Why won’t you turn around?

I was there through all your sleepless nights and our hopeless fights.

What’s keeping you away this time?

Is it me you’re keeping

At bay

This night?

I couldn’t stand our fights

But I stayed.

You couldn’t breathe that night

That I strayed.

I’m here, I’m back, I’m crying

Laying on the bed that we died in.

Please,

Whisper to me and tell me some lies

About two lovers

Who

              Stayed

                                      Together.

Forever as one.

We could’ve been a united team

But I broke our bond

Of us.

Please, when you walk away

Always remember that you’re not to blame.

And I know you took all you can take.

There was no goodbye kiss.

That was it between us.

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Confession

Hey, how are you?

Can we talk for a second?

Don’t let this worry you.

I’ll be quick, so here it goes:

I like you.

See?  That was all I had to say.

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Run!

I’m afraid that if I go that way,

These memories will start calling;

They’ll start churning and burning.

There’ll be nothing I can do

When the skies go up in flames.

Please, believe me

What I’m saying may not be the truth,

But it is truth.

So run.  Run!

When the skies are falling

Run!

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Too Different

“Be yourself.  No one else can be you.”

“Be unique!”

“You’re so original!”

“Why are you so…  different?

Wait, what?

“Why can’t you be like everyone else?”

“Normal people don’t dress like that.”

“God, you’re such a freak.”

To this day, I hear people compliment my uniqueness and the very same say that I’m too different.

Whatever that means.

I could go on a huge rant about how society conditions young people from childhood to be a certain way, and once they grow up, they’re an adequate example of society.  But the goal of this post is to get my message across in less that two hundred words.

Everyone is different and there will always be those who cut you down for it.

That’s the truth of it.

But guess what?

The same person who says you’re too different is being tormented for being unique, whether that torment is self-inflicted or not.

Be kind, shrug off the negative comment, and embrace the positive ones.

Be ‘too different.’

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‘Sitters,’ ‘Takers,’ and the Truth of Both

(Taken from my old blog allegracassidy.wordpress.com.)

Not all those who wander are lost.

-excerpt from “All That is Gold Does Not Glitter”

by J. R. R. Tolkien

      As the wondrous author who wrote The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings trilogy said, “Not all those who wander are lost.”  Some are just shuffling around, waiting for the unexpected to occur and disrupt their monotonous schedule.  They are the ‘sitters.’  ‘Sitters’ are the cautious individuals who either have their lives mapped out or are too terrified to achieve change; which requires for ‘sitters’ to lose themselves.  Others are ‘takers.’  The ‘takers’ are those who at least seem to be more confident in their approach to life.  ‘Takers’ are willing to lose themselves for the change.  They are not afraid of the risk of becoming lost.

      But in truth, we are all ‘sitters’ and ‘takers.’  We want some sort of stability, and yet we thirst for adventure.  The desire for the thrill of getting lost in the enchantment of life runs through our veins. But the careful, logical part of our self wants to have some sort of stability to fall back on.  It seems that our entire existence as the human species  is a battle between the ‘sitter’ and ‘taker’ sides inside of us.  “I bet that I could eat that cake in one sitting.” versus “I could eat the desert, but I would gain excessive and unwanted weight.”  “Will I take the leap of faith and trust him/her?” and “Is it wise course of action?  I barely know the person.”  The war rages on and on.  Day in and day out, we contradict ourselves.

      We will most likely always have these inner battles.  The best course of action to deal with these ‘inner voices’ is to wander the paths in between.  We must be willing to take to sometimes dangerous journey in the midst of the two halves of us.  At the start, it may seem daunting and possibly hapless, but as always, at the beginning of any venture, it is difficult.  The key to success is to persevere and find the balance in between the both.

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