I have been working on something I'd like to share.

Hi everyone!

I hope you have all been keeping safe and well through the past few months despite the current state of the world, and that you are feeling as much positivity as you can in every day.

As you all know, this year has been a right kick in the gut, and sadly it has been more painful for some more than others. No matter what everyone is going through right now, I hope you are doing as well as you can and I am sending love to anyone who needs it. During the pandemic and being quarantined, we are all trying to cope and express our thoughts and struggles to help us keep going, active, or even just distracting ourselves from what's going on for an hour or six. We all, of course, have different passions and hobbies, and one of mine - hint hint! - is writing.

I have been thinking of topics to possibly write about, but I have been running into a wall for the past couple of weeks trying not to repeat what I have already posted on here previously. So I decided that instead of trying to force a topic into my head, that for this week only, I would post a different form of writing that I like doing, and I hope that for a one-off post, that you guys enjoy it as much I have enjoyed writing it.

I have been writing poems and songs since I was 15 in my spare time, which has really helped me in different occasions and hurdles in my life so far, and I wrote this poem recently thinking about how our view on relationships with people change when you get older, whether they are platonic, romantic or both. So with this in mind, I decided to write something about how we would warn someone younger than ourselves about both the highs and lows that these relationships can bring. The end product was this piece, called "Mumma".

As always, thank you so much for reading my posts, I appreciate it immensely. Please feel free to read my poem below and let me know what you think of it too!

Sendling my love and best wishes to you all, and I'll talk to you guys as soon as possible.

Love, E. x

Mumma

Wide eyes look outside,
Eager to learn, play and hide,
A child admiring their mother asks

“Will I fall in love, Mumma?”
With silence, the mother replied.

How do you tell your child,
A heart so pure and laughter so wild,
That love and trust and all they know,
Is a fable that we all soon have to let go?

That loves comes with betrayal and pain,
People only see in you what they can gain,
Before you know it they walk out the door,
Your strength turning to shards of glass on the floor,

That people follow not with their hearts but their eyes,
Falling for who you are is a lie,
Saying they like you, then leave in the night,
Why do we all act like this is alright?

She sits with her child, beaming in her lap,
Knowing their ears can’t hear the truth just yet,
So they sit in the quiet, holding them close,
Thinking of how her speech would go,

Baby, life is not what we think,
It changes and twists in less than a blink,
Whatever you’ve seen or heard about love,
Is not beautiful and romantic like the stories you dream of,

For I’ve trusted the wrong ones so many times,
Thinking they love you, giving the rest of their lives,

Only to break your hopes and don’t even try,

Making you question every choice in your life,

Loved ones will tell you how great you are,
How you are kind and funny, determined and smart,
But even the good ones may never see you for you,

And you wonder if yourself was the right person to choose.

“My baby, don’t let anyone make you feel less than you are,
That it’s normal to live with an abundance of scars,

So live life for you and nobody else,

Because you owe them nothing

But you owe everything, to yourself”.

Written by Welcome Home, Dreamer (E).