• Mental Health,  MistryLand

    Ode To Anxiety

    It was a struggle at first But now my old friend visits Again and again Leaving me helpless in pain Food becomes foe And nights a sweaty drench Laughter leaves the soul Eyes are fogged and blank I learn to laugh again Feels good Like emerging from a black hole Learning to see again Stronger I am and more confident It will come again I know But it’ll never take me back I know This is another awesome poem by MistryLand who hadn’t written for a while but I’m so glad she’s writing again! It’s so relatable and descriptive and really captures what having anxiety feels like. For more about…

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    MistryLand- Comics Strip

    So one of my friends who also writes some posts on this blog has an amazing account on Tapastic which is a site where you can make comic strips. I just really wanted to share them with you because her work is just so awesome and I really hope you guys will love it as much as I do and subscribe to her. You can subscribe using your email or Facebook account. Not only does she make funny comics like the above one but she also makes some very relatable ones that I feel like most people can really relate to. She tackles everything from social awkwardness to a bad hair…

  • Life,  MistryLand,  poetry

    Devastated- Poetry

    It is hard to believe what they say With every sentence uttered From their perfectly synchronized lips That the fate of humanity could be so cruel Their actions carried out against our brothers and sisters Out somewhere are real   I can not hear them anymore It’s better to switch the channel To shut out the agonizing truth of their life From mine. If I don’t hear it, it’s not true If I don’t see it, it’s not true Their tortured pathetic life is now a fictional story   But does it? Do they stop seeing their loved ones from being slaughtered Every Single Day? To live within rules Confined…

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    A Rainy Day- Poetry

    Under the dark greying mass I look out As the rain unleashes its temper Protected behind my window As if looking past another world   The beats gradually increase Performing a tribal dance as if memorized Or perhaps like pots and pans Falling with a clatter   Time stands still Or maybe it’s the traffic A pink finger appears And draws a smile On the fogged window I draw back a ‘hello’   A curtain of rain between us Protected behind our windows This poem was written on a journey through the rain in a car but it is also symbolic of strangers who connect through nature but still are…

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    The Unborns- Poetry

    The Unborns She was expecting a baby She was going to paint her room pink She would have been her little princess Until she was born dead   The world was still The tears were dry It didn’t matter anymore Because she was born dead   She stopped crying at the park Where little girls ran to their mother She stopped question herself Why was she born dead?   She gave birth to a son He was her little prince But when she went to sleep that night Her little girl ran into her arms in her dreams This poem is about a woman who has a miscarriage and how…

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    I Am Lost- Poetry

    I am lost in the world of my thoughts Thinking of anything and nothing It’s a mess up there And I don’t know how to sort it out   People say I am very quiet They don’t understand the noise in my head It’s a storm clashing with ships It’s a hatching of an egg as the offspring peeps out   What is that voice? That talks to me in the chaos Where did it come from? Had it always been there?   I cease to exist in the real world I am lost In the world Of my thoughts This poem is mainly about what it feels like to…

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    Devastation- Poetry

    With words lapping like waves on the sand I don’t understand the fire in my heart It feels like a rows of buildings collapsing from the sky Like a puzzle made by a child And here I am standing in the mist of it all Wondering where it all went wrong   This urge to grip my flesh And pull it down in vain To lessen the burden of pain The shining stars turn to silver daggers Close the curtains I cannot bear it anymore   This feeling that budded so softly In the pits of my womb That turned into a mad, craving monster Tearing me apart Like the…

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    I Am Scared- Poetry

    I am scared of what I’ll find Behind the closed doors I’ve been hidden from I am scared of the stories I’ve heard about the world I can’t stay ignorant anymore I have to go out there But I’m scared of what’s out there Inhumane is in itself an irony Mocking, teasing, suicide Abuse, rape, murder I’m scared I’ll be a victim If I stay out too late If I express myself I have been hidden behind the walls of shelter Of my father, of my brother But what of those Who are left naked in this world? I am scared Of what might happen to them This powerfully raw…

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    I Wish- Poetry

    I wish I was taller I wish my eyes were bright I wish I could cook better I wish I could understand the significance of life   I wish I was thinner I wish I could see myself for who I am I wish I could draw better I wish to be lost   I wish I was a singer I wish I was a scientist I wish I could be present I wish I didn’t live in my head I wish I was less anxious   I wish I was kinder I wish I was a mysterious enigma I wish I could just be me And not wish for…

  • Guest Posts,  MistryLand

    Give A Bit Of Yours (Guest Post)

    Rub off from everyone Bit by bit Take a bit of theirs Give a bit of yours   Learn how to tease Learn how to taunt Learn how to dress And learn how to please   They might force you to smoke They might force you to drink Yes or no Give a bit of yours   Make a wise choice! Who’s the angel Who’s the devil After all You’ll give a bit of yours ________________________________________________________________________________ This is another poem by Mistryland about how much friends influence your life choices and lifestyle and how eventually we all unconsciously pick up traits and habits from everyone around us. This is why we…