Ours

We leave behind the sunny hours.
The evening arrives in a gentle hurry.
Stars may appear at the sky and even in your eyes.
The moon is watching over us.
Keeping us safe and in melancholic light.
All belonging to nature but tonight it is ours.

M.P.Yasmine

Generational Alcoholism

”It saddens me watching generational alcoholism unravel at the other side of my history.
And looking at it from a distance will be the only thing I’ll do.
Because I burned all those bridges years ago.”

M.P.Yasmine

Thoughts

”Isn’t it incredible that we are able to leave something behind in total freedom.
Yet we often stick around as if we are prisoners.
Powerless and captured by our own thoughts.”

M.P.Yasmine

Happiness

”It is truly a challenge for someone with anxiety to create opportunities for long term happiness.
Don’t let it stop you from trying.”

M.P.Yasmine

Hunger

When I let hunger sink in.
The melody of life stops playing.
And sometimes I can’t stand the sound of life.
So I starve myself in silence.

M.P.Yasmine

Universe

Sometimes the moon hits me on my face.
While clouds smother me.
Shooting stars scratch my itchy skin.
And being present on Earth kills me.

M.P.Yasmine

Dysfunctional families

”Generational trauma in dysfunctional families is a real thing.
And I hope there will be at least one person in each generation who breaks the cycle.”

M.P.Yasmine

Children

”The day I saw death creeping in on my father, I saw a lost child lying in bed yearning for his mom and dad.
Since that day I see children everywhere.
Lost children.”

M.P.Yasmine

Survival Mode

My body in agony.
My mind in ruins.
My senses spiraling out of control.
Frantically about everything.
I need a good sleep.
Deep sleep.
Reset.

I forgive you

I wish i could scream from the top of my lungs that I have forgiven them.
So even my dreams that haunt me at night could hear me.
Frightful whimpers wake me up each night.
The dead still much alive.
Haunting me, hurting me.
My hand covers my mouth.
I softly speak…

M.P.Yasmine

Walk along

When words mean nothing no more.
After life treated you the worst.
Leave them all behind without telling.
Don’t you dare shed one more tear.
In this river of misery those people are thirsty for.

M.P.Yasmine

Society

”Not only the pandemic withholds us from true authentic living.
The plague infested in our minds does too.”

M.P.Yasmine

Cigarette

”After 24 years smoking,
quitting brought me in this nonexistent deep void filled with sorrow and grief.
Each morning I decide if I have the strength to climb out of it.”

M.P.Yasmine

Growth

”Before, everything was in silence.
My pain and the cracks in my heart.
After, there was life and more than my own life.”

M.P.Yasmine

Mental Health

”Sometimes I recharge myself by unplugging the doorbell and sleep all day on a mattress between 2 couches.”

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Mother

”Uploading writings about my mother feels like I’m polluting the Earth.”

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Father

”I trusted the Grim Reaper so much,
I slept on a bed right next to Death.”

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And sleep

Regulate slow breathing.
Eyes shut, fake sleeping.
Drinking and eating.
A little bit of feelings dealing.
Impossible dreaming.
6 am coffee and me.

M.P.Yasmine

Alive

Your mind in senses.
Swimming through inspiration.
Wow is all around you.
Move mountains with the tip of your fingers.
Breathe.
Alive you are.

M.P.Yasmine

Lovely new days

I don’t miss the old days.
Being trashed by the family I miserably grew up with.
Being smashed by people and substances to get numb with.

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Or a few more

There is not one soul of the opposite gender that comes to my mind while listening to love songs.
So I guess you can say I’m completely healed and my heart carefully stitched and close grown.
Nowhere my love belongs.
I think I need one more year alone.

M.P.Yasmine