The Shine Journal

 

Night Walker

 

Image by Kelsey

 

 

Night Walker walks down the street

No curfew, no one to meet

Only street lights to make her view

Feeling lonely and that’s nothing new.

How long has she been walking?
Who cares, cause the night is talking.
Telling her, “Don’t ever go home.”

And she wont’ cause she’ll still be alone.

So she let the night continues it weather.

Nothing to wear but a tiny sweater.

She kept on walking with spotlights on the road.

Trying not to he hear mind and enjoy the cold.

But all the flashback, pain and misery.
All the things she don’t want cause its history.

Still deep down she has to admit.

She’s been through a lot and can’t deal with it.

From parties to drinks and all the lovers.

All add up to “Why should I bother?”

Why bother to change my life?

Why bother to put up a fight and make things right.

Why bother to have a family.

Why bother to fill a hole in me.

Because she’s scared to get hurt again.

Because she’s scared it will cause too much pain.

Because she’s scared of it’s happening.

Because she’s scared of its ending.

Only a night walker knows what she wants.

She can’t continue until she stops.

And when she does make it to sunlight.

She can start walking back to her life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big Girls Don’t Cry

 

 

 

When I cry I just can’t stop

To dry them, you have to use a mop

I always ask the questions why

When Fergie said, “Big girls don’t cry.”

When I cry it feels like the end.

To say a hard goodbye to a close friend.

When I cry, I think of the past.

To the point where it seems nothing will last.

When I cry over a tough breakup to a relationship that’s not enough

But when I cry tears of joy of having birth of a baby boy

That’s when I don’t have to ask why

Because that’s where my heart cry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Who am I?

 

Who am I you ask.

I am me without a mask

I am my own first aid kit

If you ever think of it,

That I am perfect.

Who am I you wonder

I’m the one who just surrendered.

I am reborn in serenity

I am loving every piece of me

If you ever stop to see

That I am complete

Who am I? You guess

I am the very best.

I am a unicorn to God’s rainbow

I am a spotlight on his show

So don’t you dare think of me as slow.

But I am know

That I am perfectly complete and beautiful.

 

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Bio: NGA TRUONG is  seventeen years old. "I have been living in Worcester, MA all my life.  This is my first and now the last time I’m going to be in jail.  My whole life I have been taking things for granted..." She also felt  she didn’t deserve better.  But despite time behind bars she now feels she deserves anything the world gives her and is having her best life.”

 

Motivation:  Because someone told me I’m perfect, complex, beautiful and every woman, that’s surrounded me.  I used to feel alone and the only way for me to not feel that way especially when I was alone was to write.  I was the night walker.  I always thought tears are for sorrow but when I saw my baby boy my tears from deep down were happy tears