What a mess You have now started All for what? For what? Are you trying to prove That you can’t lose? Life’s been a dream Let’s have a nightmare Don’t worry It’s just a little Night-time scare Peek-a-boo I used to know you In this dream You start to scream It’s time to wake up It’s time to wake up It’s time to wake up You’ve lost and You’re too late Goodnight Welcome to your new fate. … Thank you for reading! Please visit my content on Medium to check out more! https://medium.com/@hannahladuke
Lost in the sunrise While I drink my morning tea I think of memories Made by you and me Settled in the saddle The horse beneath me Soft and gentle Mom wraps her arms around my side I know she won’t let me fall As I learn to ride Singing along To our favorite songs Out of tune Without a clue Dear Dad, I’m glad you like music too Our bond as sisters Began as family before But has outgrown what I could ever ask for Sharing secrets, jokes, and so much more You’re my best friend, of that I’m sure Ferry trips over To Nantucket Biking through cobblestone streets
Forever is too long to wait. When we said goodbye For the final time I told myself “If you love something, Let it go, and if It’s meant to be It will come back” So I let you go And I waited And waited And I waited so long That I fell in love With someone else And found something That was more than Empty promises I found something That was created from The sun, the moon, the stars, And the universe And I no longer waited for you But when you returned I knew it wasn’t meant to be See I had waited so long I found a love That would
Are you there? With so many dead ends And spiraling roads to nowhere I ask why you Why you A final roll call With one person missing While the officer finishes His last drop of whiskey Screaming out broken windows Cutting your hands trying to fix my heart You broke me But I broke you first The way pavement smells In the rain How come You never stayed? Each day The mirror shattered A mosaic of lies What a beautiful (fucked up) story You created For our eyes. Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying my content please visit https://medium.com/@hannahladuke to check out more!
Thank you for reminding me. Coffee Grounds White noise sounds Glow of a fire Eternal desire You remind me of comfort You remind me of the wild Crash of the ocean Constant commotion White moonlight On a starry night You remind me of strength You remind me of dreams … Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying my content please visit https://medium.com/@hannahladuke to check out more!
There is beauty in death Much to be found Such as a carved pumpkin Grinning and round There is beauty in death Everywhere in the trees As oranges, reds, and yellows Fall with the leaves There is beauty in death Look where you want Ghosts, witches, and skeletons Ready to haunt There is beauty in death And during October We rejoice in the season Many times over
Photo by Donald Tong There are times when I cold-turkey quit social media. There are times when I am trapped in the endless blackhole of social media. There are times when I allow myself to embrace sadness like an old friend, because of social media. There are times when I feel on cloud nine, because of social media. And there are times when I miss out on real life, because of social media. Why in the hell do we care so much? I wrote the short poem below to express how many of us feel the need to acquire acceptance from strangers. We are not to blame, the platforms are intentionally designed with
Standing outside As the cold cuts through It’s the month of October And I’m missing you *** Hands open wide My heart hurts so As I try to catch leaves That fall down below *** Tears have dried There’s a whisper in the breeze Aching for a wish So I stay out and freeze
We sleep better When we’re together And when we’re alone I can’t find my way home *** Spinning in circles Shouting at the North Star Every direction I turn Seems to be the wrong one *** Until I find your eyes Amongst the people and the lies Now safe in this place You’re my saving grace Photo
I wonder how fast you would leave this town if all the street lights never turned red and you found keys to all the doors you couldn’t open would you pack your things and go or would you even have things to pack you don’t belong here you don’t belong anywhere ‘go home’ they said so you went to the graveyard instead