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Showing posts with label Confession. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Confession. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 March 2013

I'm Fine (Original Poem)

There is always a lie,
a silent cry,
a call for help,
behind every
I'm fine.

The definition of fine
means everything ok.
It means that your cup is
full,
A little more than
Just ok.

But the word 'fine' itself,
is used as a
mask.
A shadow that covers up
the cracks in our hearts
from the lies and pain.

The hurt remains within us
when we say "i'm fine" and
don't mean it.
We lie to and keep that feeling to ourself.
Afraid of the world outside of
our personal bubble.

People are able to pop our bubble,
but we remain unable to
escape.
Unable to leave that feeling
of loneliness and sorrow.

It takes one word
to unlock our dark thoughts.
The things we tell other people
to ignore but
we can't get away from ourselves.

But the thing is that
it can be fine.
Everything could be
ok.
If we just opened up.

By sharing our
thoughts and feelings
we are taking the
first step into being
ok.

The first step starts with 
talking.
So we are able to say,
truthfully,
"I'm fine."

I wrote this poem because a lot of people have been saying that they are fine, when really they are not. They trying to hide their true feelings because they are afraid of being hurt and of being judged. But school and life is not a talent show where there is a winner for the best act. We cannot be afraid of our own feelings. We must face them, head on. The people that love us and care for us can help us, but only if we let them. Pushing people away and lying about how you feel will not change anything. It would only make it worse. By opening up, we are tackling our negative thoughts and troubles and doing something about them. For anyone reading this who is saying "I'm fine" when your not, talk to someone. Maybe a friend you trust. Just be open and, this is very cliche but, everything will get better. Just trust yourself and the people around you. 

Sammie <3

(P.S. I am ok, I didn't write this because I'm not, I wrote this for the people that aren't ok! I promise (: )

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

The Truth Behind a Name

Our parents give us our names when we are born. They don't know yet what we will be like, look like, or act like when we are older. But somehow, they always get it right. Our names grow on us as we grow up and start becoming who we are today. We are still growing. We are always growing and expanding our minds to new knowledge everyday. Our names are a part of us and are something that we keep forever. Something that can never part from us. 
(Here are some of the names of people I know)
My name, Sam, most of the time is referred to as a boys name. News flash! It's not. Sam is a name for both girls and boys. But Sam is not really a real name. It is normally short for Samantha or Samuel. But it isn't for me. My full name is Sam. I do not wish it was Samantha because to me, Samantha is a posh name. I am not posh. I know for a fact that I am a loud, bouncy, energetic, and that I'm not the girliest girl. But that doesn't mean I don't like nail polish and doing my hair :) 

So to be honest, Sam does count as a real name. There is no reason why it shouldn't.  I want to end on the note that we all are our own person, our own name. Even though some people have the same name as you, they are a completely different person. 

Sammie <3

Sunday, 11 November 2012

Darker Sides Beauty


(I took this at Dairy Farm on my phone)
The sound of the jungle
creates its own music.
The whispers of the trees
define each note.


The melody of the jungle
speaks to me.
The humming of the tropical birds
complement the steady hiss
of the diamond headed snake.

The harmony comes from a much deeper part.
The roar of the lion completes
the single flap of a butterfly’s wings.
The motion is so silent,
I can hear a single drop of water
falling from a leaf’s edge.

By Sam Coutts


I wrote this poem whilst I was at dairy farm at the G.I.N. conference. We were told to take the 15 minutes to sit in the jungle, and just write, draw, and create whatever we wanted. Some choose  to lay down and listen to the sounds of the jungle, some drew what they could see. I choose to write a poem. This poem just came to me. I sat and listened to the sounds around me, and stared at the scenery around me. Inspiration can be anywhere, even in the least obvious places. After writing it at dairy farm, I took it back and made it better.

Friday, 12 October 2012

If You Love Someone, Let Them Know

"I love you". 3 simple words that can mean soo much.

When someone says I love you, it should come from the heart. To me, the heart is where your feelings come from. Ever heard 'listen to your heart, or listen to your heart not your head or follow your heart?' Well if you say something it should mean something. You can't sat I love you for no reason, you can but would it mean anything? No, not really to me. When I say 'it should mean something', I mean like it should send a message. If you were dared to say it, it doesn't matter because it probably didn't mean anything. 

Everyone loves their friends, not in the romantic type of way, but just as friends. They do soo much for us. A shoulder to cry on, support, sleepovers, shopping...and the list continues. The least we could do is thank them. All I know is good friends will always be their with you, to help you celebrate the best ties, and to be there for you when you cry. It doesn't matter how old they are, boy or girl, nationality, etc. All that matters is that they are there for you. I know I would die without my friends because they do soo much for me and support me with what every happens. Thats what good friends do. 

Back to the title, "If you love someone, let them know". Lets just start off by saying that what is the point in loving someone if they don't know that? Love is a powerful passion that brings people  people together. Without it, where would we be? I imagine a lot of broken hearts, sorrow, pain, more wars, and people alone. We can;t live our lives without it. No matter how small the love is. Telling someone you love them s a stepping stone across a river. That being the first step take in the relationship, the first stone placed. Over tie, more stones will get added. As more get added, the relationship becomes stronger, and you keep moving down that path, across the rover. I finish on that note, with my tittle.

"If You Love Someone, Let Them Know"

Sammie <3


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http://www.mackenziewhitetrust.org/store/heart_joy/joy-heart.html