PONGO POETRY: Love Awaits

THANKS FOR NOTHING

by a young person at CSTC

Dear Y,

You were supposed to love me.
Supposed to take care of me.
Supposed to intimidate boys
if they ever asked me out.
But you were never around to do that.

Your absence is like me being stranded
on an island,
and no matter how hard
I try to swim, and escape,
I never find a way out
and you never show up
to help me.

Whenever I think of a father,
I never think of you.
I never think of what could have happened.
Why bother?
'Cuz in the end,
you'll never show up.
It makes me want to ask
Did you ever try? Like, really try?

Because with addiction,
I've had to try.
I've had to work hard
I've had to wake up in the morning
I've had to deal with the shit
that life gives you.

But you
just took the easy way.
You don't have to worry
about waking up
and dealing with what life gives you.
I've felt the struggle of wanting to give up
and leave earth,
but in the end,
how can I leave a family
like you left me?

Instead of thanks for nothing,
thanks for showing
me that life is shit. Yet
I'd never leave
those I love.

MOM, IF YOU KNEW ME

by a young person at CSTC

You see that I hurt
You see that I struggle
Like self-harming
Like being aggressive
Pushing people away
Punching
A mother bear defending her cubs
But defending myself
Because you don't know me

You would know me if
You knew how hard it was to open up and trust people
When you do open up you just get hurt again
Opening an old wound
That just keeps bleeding and won't stop
Like there's no hope for anything to get better
Anything to change

You see that I shut down
Self-isolating
Not talking
Not eating
You see that I cry
Because you don't know

You would know me if
You knew how I laugh
Joking with my friends
Hanging out with my siblings

You would know me if
You knew how I love music
Listening to Matthew West
Playing the flute
Calming me down
Making me happy

You would know me if you knew how much I loved you.

Dedicated to my mom.

LOVE AWAITS

by a young person at CSTC

In a small house
in that tiny back bedroom
A door sits and waits for you

behind its walls
wonders flow and waits
love flows and waits
hope waits and flows
kindness waits and flows
Just behind this door

Still fear the unknown
Still fear change
Still use of feeling
useless
helpless
powerless

No more
No more
open your door
tear down those walls
tear them
drop open your blinds

Undo your locks
Undo your chains

Walk out into the unknown
behind this door
I will wait
Love will wait
Hope will wait
Kindness will wait

In you
This place lives
Within love
hope,
kindness
faith

Open your door
tear down your walls
and walk out.

Walk in wonder
That waits for you.

Dedicated to the world and to the little bits of fear.

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