Poem #9: "Always an angel, never a god"

 I'm back, readers! So, yesterday (Monday, December 11 2023, to be specific), during recess, I finally wrote a poem I've been dying to write since last week. Maybe it's because of how long I've been wanting to write so I already had a few lines in mind, maybe it's because so far this is the most raw poem I've ever wrote, or maybe it's both, but I personally love this one more than anything I've ever wrote. This is also the longest poem I've ever wrote. So...yeah, hope you guys feel the same about this. And btw, I wrote this while listening to the song "Not Strong Enough" by the amazing boygenius, and it felt AWESOME AND THERAPEUTIC. Maybe you'll want to listen to it too while reading this. Anyway, here ya go!

"Always an angel, never a god"

"Always an angel, never a god"
They say as they wear the saying
As if it's a permanent scar they should regret
For the rest of their lives

But oh, damn!
We're an angel!

We listen to our favorite silly playlists everyday

And make one for each mood we're feeling

We grip the bathroom sink as tight as possible

Whispering the words we deeply wish someone would say to us

We gaze up dreamily into the starry night sky

And suddenly we feel whole

We build the tallest wall to guard our heart

Scared to let someone make another damage or see how it was already damaged

We dance around the kitchen

The gentle, warm sunlight breaking through the window to hug our figure

We weep and grief because of what it was

Every time we dream about what it could be

We giggle and kick our feet to the ground

As the lovers in our favorite books rejoined

We look for people that we could call "home"

Just to watch them leave, and we grief, again

We hum to the melody of our favorite songs

Our heels stomping the floor to the beat of the drums

We dance our way into the hell

Just because the gates looks as promising as heaven

We write poetries and journals

And capture every tears and triumphs in there

And I wish you knew

How the gods with their immortal life

Gaze up at our glorious, mortal life

So now, angels

It's time to brush the dust off your wings

And put on your best dress

For it is time for us

To finally soar through the bright blue sky

And live

Freely

Joyously

Tragically

But most importantly

Passionately

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So, how was it? I hope you love it as much as I do. And also, a little sneak peek about the next post: in a few days, I'm gonna go to Bandung, a city in West Java and stay there for two days and one night, and I think there's gonna be a lot that I could write about. Probably just going around, sightseeing some of the icons of that city, but mostly going around and trying a lot of food. So yeah, I'll see you soon, reader!

P.S. Pls feel free to interact in the comments!

All the love, -R-