The Trail

I leave a trail.

The half-eaten sandwich;

Traces where mascara and tears splashed

As they rolled down flushed cheeks;

The stain of painted lips pressed against cold glass,

Or the white paper cup;

Fading scents of vanilla perfume

That linger where limbs have been;

Long hairs that fell from the sweeping chestnut locks

I left my trail,

Never to be followed by you.



Just let it all out,
One reverberating, echoing cry,
Rushing into the air as quickly as it dies…

A series of vibrations, notes
Without the need for a tune or a melody-
Leaving lips with the weight of a million worries,
And dissolving into the air,

Honest Feelings

I recently watched a video by one of my favourite youtubers, which was called ‘About Robin Williams’. When I clicked on the thumbnail I was expecting a tribute to Robin Williams. But instead, I watched a moving insight into Jack’s honest feelings. I think one of the reasons why I was s moved was because of the sincerity of his words and the way he didn’t edit out the parts where he cried. Also, I understood how he felt. Basically, despite all the great things going on in his life, a close friend moving away couldn’t help but make him sad. And all this happened on the day that Robin Williams died. 

I can relate to this because there have been a lot of good things happening to me recently, like getting a result I was proud of and going on some great trips where I met new friends and experienced crazy new things. Yet, I still feel sad because some of the not-so-good things that have happened seem to block out my positive thoughts. It’s really overwhelming and sometimes I can’t deal with it.

I was glad to see Jack’s video as it made me feel less alone in these feelings. 

Here’s the link to his video: