writing

Poems by annelottemaasland16 June 201721 February 2018

When I look ahead, I see the back of my head I’m walking forward, wondering if I’m going back Because it’s my own footsteps I see I’m following my own track The steps I took in the past always come back to me I’m walking in circles, clueless, on this never ending circuit. -ARM

Poems by annelottemaasland31 May 2017

I thought I was a flower Trying to grow through the dirt Until I realized I’m a root Growing down instead of up Deeper and deeper into the dark Where the sunlight doesn’t touch -ARM

Poems by annelottemaasland3 May 2017

anorexia

Stom hè? Hoe iemand je beste vriend maar ook je grootste vijand kan zijn. Voor jou is diegene heel groot, voor anderen maar heel klein. Je wilt van haar vluchten, maar ook in haar armen vluchten. Ze verzorgd je Ze vernielt je Anderen denken, wat bezielt je? Maar ze is mijn vriendin. Die mij nieuwe […]

Poems by annelottemaasland29 April 2017

Beauty Standards

Beauty Standards, Such unnecessary shit Many teens drowning, Trying to live up to it expectations, evaluations Leave teens wondering, Do I look the right way? Is it true what they say? Have to keep proving, You are good enough Those stupid beauty standards Make everything so though. Teens working for compliments, Which they never get […]

Poems by annelottemaasland17 April 201721 February 2018

If it was my last day, I wouldn’t fight it. I’ll just wait for the fire, but wouldn’t light it. I’ll walk the path, that shows up before me. I won’t turn around, I’ll just wait and see. If the clouds come to get me and lightning strikes from above I’ll hold my head up […]

Diary by annelottemaasland10 April 201710 April 2017

Maar zij zijn beter

Je kent het wel, je wil iets maken, maar denkt van tevoren al: “pfff dat lukt toch niet” of: “Maar ik kan het nooit zo mooi/goed als (…)” Of je hebt iets gemaakt/gedaan en je bent er niet tevreden mee. STOP Natuurlijk is het leuk als er een goed resultaat voortkomt uit jou proces, maar […]

Poems by annelottemaasland8 April 20178 April 2017

anorexia

Paper thin Bones through skin White as snow Heartbeat low Freezing cold Almost bald Skeleton alive Dead inside -ARM

Poems by annelottemaasland29 March 201729 March 2017

This poem is a message to all my dear friends (Who I’m so thankful for)

My friend is a flower in this world so small, yet so incredibly beautiful. So important for the bees and their flower families. Taking in Giving out Never too silent Never too loud Roots growing stronger Stalk growing longer Always learning how to grow Never getting picked, because you are stronger than it So you […]