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  • Battle Scars

    Inside my lies

    All I show is I’m fine

    They didn’t see them

    All the lines drawn in

    Battle scars

    They decorate my arms

    A secret fight

    I never wanted in the light

    It’s not about them

    Or even their words

    It’s about me

    And how I’m not my perfect girl

    Skinny, pretty or fit

    This is all I feel helps it

    Battle scars

    Decorating my arms

    Words mean so little and so much

    I don’t believe the word love

    Happy has just become a lie

    And you’ve become fine with goodbye

    Battle scars 

    Have filled these arms

    The blade shines in invitation

    All it takes is one motion

    Red and flowing

    I can do this without you knowing

    Battle scars

    On more than just my arms

    Battle scars

    They decorate my arms

    A secret fight

    I never wanted in the light

  • Hush

    I post in secret

    Shedding the “good girl” they see

    On those days when I rock it

    Blocked my entire family

    Hush, hush, no one needs to know

    Hush, hush, this is what makes the show

    Innocent is a fun game to play

    When no one knows you’ve learned so much

    Naïve and gullible- she’s just that way

    Unfortunately they don’t see I’ve grown up

    Hush, hush, in circles we go

    Hush, hush, enjoy the show

    So maybe I’m just a little much

    Posting daily, not hiding much

    There will come a day I’ll probably stop

    Only because at consistency I suck

    Hush up, don’t show them now

    Hush up, the ratings are down

    Good girls never do bad

    Or so they want you to think

    But good girls are best at bad

    We’ve learned to hide many things

    Hush up, here’s the big moment

    Hush up, a choice- can she make it?

    The wildflower scene is done in a dead field

    She dances among nothing

    CGI is used to make it all look real

    The result is undeniable beauty 

    Hush, hush, this is where love would come in

    Hush, hush, if this was going to be the end

    The choice I made was for me

    A way to fall in love with me

    I’m showing off to many strangers

    But don’t worry- they only know I’m a she/her

    Hush, hush, the end is on the screen

    Hush, hush, A bow and the star leaves

  • The Wall

    Junior year

    Fresh from his lies

    I was still 16

    A girl who lost her starry eyes

    You were of age

    According to the law

    Signed your name on a page

    That enlisted you the next fall

    As you were getting ready

    I was holding too tightly

    I sent texting shortcuts to be coy

    You said they were annoying

    I haven’t used them like that since

    It’s been years, over ten

    Tonight, I thought about you

    I’m still alone in life

    I know for you that’s not true

    A friend showed me your wife

    Funny how you said you were gay

    That you couldn’t ever love me

    I question myself thinking of that day

    Why couldn’t you say it was just me

    I’ve been scared of love

    Because of him and you

    To you I wasn’t enough

    So you lied, and he did too

    Now it makes me mad

    Because to you “gay” was an excuse

    To get me to step back

    Make me let go of you 

    I can’t just let the past go

    Be okay with that game

    If you wanted to be left alone

    Why couldn’t you just say?

    So hey, Chris, fuck you

    Because I deserved the fucking truth

    Honestly, I’m actually over it

    I’m writing this to break the wall

    I can’t remember your last name

    But I know it’s now harder to fall

  • Introduction

    Hello, my name is Faith. I’m 33, 34 in June, and I’ve been writing since I was in middle school.

    My poetry started out in the form of song lyrics; with three verses and a chorus that would repeat throughout. Finally, after a few years of that, I let myself write without that kind of structure and began just writing poems.

    I’ve been posting screenshots of my poems from my notes app on Instagram (username @noted.writings) and I’ve decided they deserve to have their own site.

    Please enjoy my poetry and I hope you feel something from all of them.

    -Faith

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