A Book Reminds Me…
A poem by: Olivia Williams
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A book reminds me
I am alive
A book reminds me
I am loved
A book reminds me
I am seen
As well as heard
A book reminds me
Of worlds out there
That transcend
What is seen
A book reminds me
I can do anything
Until infinity
A book reminds me
About my past
That other people adventured  
Through the same things i have had too  
A book reminds me
Im me
Through strife
Through grief
Through love
And peace
It reminds me
Im human
I make mistakes
Some that can't
Be thought
About over again
A book reminds me
There's people out there
Who have seen worse
But it also reminds me
That my experiences
Are one in a million
But does not defeat
The pain that was caused
A book reminds me
i'm here
I'm alive
Im healthy
Im safe
A book reminds me
Of so much more
Because a book holds memories
Of pasts before
Were all different
With our
Bodies, minds, hearts, experiences, and souls
Mine is just another one
That is eagerly waiting
To be foretold

He reminds me I wasn't enough
ill never be anything
He reminds me that I'm ungrateful
Silly girl you should follow your orders
He reminds how little I've accomplished
All hes done for me.
He reminds me im lazy, unmotivated, useless
He reminds me what ill lose if i leave
He dangles it there over my head
Along with all the empty promises
He reminds me that im crazy,
And No one listens to the crazy.
He reminds me that bones can break, and joints snaps
He reminds me how I bruise easy
And my heart has scars words reopen
He reminds me he loves me.
All this is just him loving me.
Its hard to love me, he reminds me.
I asked for this, I loved him, I picked him, he could have picked anyone but
He picked me
I'm so lucky, he reminds me
I signed up and stuck around.
But oh how hard it is to leave when he reminds me...
Please.

This empty bed,
Only reminds me where you're not.
It reminds me where you are.
And that you're not here.

These songs remind me of us.
When we rapped them together,
Or when we danced in the parking lot,
To Jack Johnson.

This pizza reminds me of you,
Because we only eat it together.
And it makes me sick.
So I leave it be.

This game reminds me,
Of when I tried to teach you to play.
So I lay the controller down,
And turn the tv off.

Even writing this,
Reminds me of you.
But it helps get my mind off of it.
But not really.

This kitchen reminds me of you.
And when we cooked dinner.
Or when I made you pancakes,
While you were in the shower.

This shower reminds me of you.
Because I love the way your hair looks,
When you get out.
And when we cleansed each other.

This car reminds me of you.
And all of the places we've been.
Your house, mine...
The hospital...

This empty bed,
Only reminds me of where you're not.
It reminds me where you are.
And that you're not here...

So I sleep on the couch.

Q: Why i wear a heart necklace ?
A: Because it's an extra heart,
I can keep
On top
Of the one
I already have!
It reminds me
Of
Love
That exists in the world!
And
Of
Love
That this world still needs !
It also reminds me
Of
Kindness
That surrounds this world.
It also reminds me
Of
The cruelty too.
It reminds me
Of
equality
that has filled the world.
It also reminds me
Of
The prejudice too.
It reminds me
Of
Hope
That lightens the paths of many!
It also reminds me
Of
The people
Whom need reminding
That its just baby steps away !
That heart shaped object
Represents many things,
lying beautifully dead on my chest.
But the real live one
Is buried deep in my chest ,
And a life (long or short)
Its looking ahead to.
And i should introduce myself
With
Love,
Kindness ,
Equality,
And never ever
Lose
HOPE!!

He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to hide
Somewhere warm, somewhere sweet
He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to sleep
Soundly, quietly.

In his hair I find my hands
Searching for what haunts him
But gliding through every strand
I soothe him with my love.

He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to find
Somewhere lush, somewhere bright
He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to play
Wildly, freely.

In my arms I hold him close
Covering his skin with my soul
Goosebumps, on each others skin
I love him with my body.

He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to seek
Somewhere dangerous, somewhere high
He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to run
Quickly, simply.

In his eyes I see the signs
Locking our gaze of flowers
Smiles, stretching our mouths
I speak to him in song.

He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to be
Somewhere far, somewhere clean
He reminds me of somewhere I'd like to keep
In my heart, in my soul.

PART ONE: Embers

The winter has come and the trees has gone cold
Times have slept and to traverse the land is bold
But when hope is gone and all troubles unfold
I look inside and smile, as I have been told

Hope is like fire that forever burns

So even if I walk alone in this treacherous path
I keep my head held high and continue the journey
Since deep inside me, I still have something burning
Embers of an old memory of days that have gone past

This ember reminds me of a peace once lost, but still ties my thoughts
This ember reminds me of a love long gone, but soon might return
This ember reminds me of a future I can hold, one I can believe in
This ember reminds me of happiness that I need to recall before it's too late

This little flame warms me up for the journey ahead of me
I reassure myself that everything will be fine
In the dark shadow of the valley, I don't know what's ahead
But I steel my resolve and continue; the ember smiles

The ember is my strength, the ember is my resolve
Without it, I may be an empty husk, without it I am not true
So I nurture my ember and keep it safe until it grows
Back to the great flame it was once stood

The ember reminds me of those who care and you.

Can you promise me one thing though?
As my foundation and strength, can you rely on me too?
So I know that my worth is known by someone that regards me high
Once you do, and I see it through, I can grow wings and together we can fly.

The winter will pass and the sun will shine
Together we shall cherish this memory of mine
That once an ember now grows back to flame
If you're still there, I know I can thank you by name.
The winter has come and the trees has gone cold
Times have slept and to traverse the land is bold
But when hope is gone and all troubles unfold
I look inside and smile, as I have been told

Hope is like fire that forever burns

So even if I walk alone in this treacherous path
I keep my head held high and continue the journey
Since deep inside me, I still have something burning
Embers of an old memory of days that have gone past

This ember reminds me of a peace once lost, but still ties my thoughts
This ember reminds me of a love long gone, but soon might return
This ember reminds me of a future I can hold, one I can believe in
This ember reminds me of happiness that I need to recall before it's too late

This little flame warms me up for the journey ahead of me
I reassure myself that everything will be fine
In the dark shadow of the valley, I don't know what's ahead
But I steel my resolve and continue; the ember smiles

The ember is my strength, the ember is my resolve
Without it, I may be an empty husk, without it I am not true
So I nurture my ember and keep it safe until it grows
Back to the great flame it was once stood

The ember reminds me of those who care and you.

Can you promise me one thing though?
As my foundation and strength, can you rely on me too?
So I know that my worth is known by someone that regards me high
Once you do, and I see it through, I can grow wings and together we can fly.

The winter will pass and the sun will shine
Together we shall cherish this memory of mine
That once an ember now grows back to flame

YEARS PASSED

PART 2: Response of the Ember

Hey there, how have you been?
This is me, the ember you've kept all these years.
You look sad, forlorn even, is something wrong?
Why not share it with me, using a song?

What? You don't recall, you love these things
I always hear you do it that way, just stay
Listen for a while to the thoughts that I should tell you
A calming respite because you need it too.

Do you still remember the peace you once lost?
It has been a while, I recall the sadness you felt
However, look how far you have come!
Stand up, there are more good things in this journey ahead.

Have you already felt again, the love long gone?
Oh, sorry, must have struck the wrong nerve there
But know that I understand your sorrow, I understand your pain
You'll find a partner, who'll love you the same as I do

Do you still dream about the future?
You still have a long adventure ahead of you.
Sure, it might not be as fun as you wish it is
But, let's just paint it as we see fit

Tell me you still remember the happiness that you recall
The true joy that you felt when your innocence was there
If you held even to a small sliver of it
I am sure you can push through

Hold me, keep me alive! In my own way, I'll keep you warm until you find your light!

You still feel winter in this world, but we'll push through
You still feel sadness in your heart, but we'll overcome it
You still feel like you've been dealt a bad hand, but we're still fighting
You still have me, the ember you've kept, the sanity you have, the hope you've carried

And I know one thing

We'll find solace, then I'll burn brighter
When that day comes, let's find happiness together

PART 3: EMBERS TO HAILSTONES

Freezing trees signify the dormant cycle
But will it always show the coldest air?
Does the trees not sprout fresh new fruit?
How will something grow from the tempestous breeze of winter?

I had always dream of a festive spring
I had always imagine all the joy that it would bring
Seeing life spring forth, makes the weather worthy
How I wish it would be the case.

But the chilly wind will be my companion
As I try to trudge in the snowy pathway I take
I bit my lip as frostbite starts to take over
I miss the warmth of the my embers I've stored before

But maybe I should not be afraid of the cold, dark gaze of winter
If it signifies the dormancy of the world, maybe I should let myself deep into it.
Puncture my core, crystalize my blood, Turn my essence into ice
Let me consume the cold so I could be brave the path that I tread.

I am sorry, my little ember, but I too shall fall into the abyss
If I take the path that I am in, then it should take me further than what I see
If all I am destined right now is frigid and shivery sensation
Then burn my dread as I become someone new.

In which, I won't be loved by you.

Rain reminds me of comfort
It reminds me of soft sheets on my skin
The way I would snuggle up on my bed and feel warm and cold at the same time

Rain reminds me of excitement
It reminds me of the unexpected coolness in the middle of summer
The way I could run around in the streets soaking wet and yet no one thinks it wrong

Rain reminds me of solitude
It reminds me of how it can isolate me from the outside world by pouring down like a wall of tears from the sky

Rain reminds me of innocence
It reminds me of my youth
When I would pray for rain every single day to save me from going back to school

But now
Rain doesn't remind me of anything
Rain makes me think of things

Rain makes me think of how we could run around in the streets

Rain makes me wonder how it would feel like to lie on your sheets

Rain makes me wonder about locking ourselves in and just talking

Rain doesn't remind me of you

Because you make me think about Rain

Times New Roman reminds me of a time when I knew that romance was not dead because I got to hold it in my hand 
 
The curve of the characters reminds me of the uneven curve of your cupids bow

The claustrophobic clustering of vowels reminds me of the cringe worthy cling of your foggy glass  frames stuck to mine, failing sight feeding failed intimacy

The simplicity of each symbol reminds me of the systematic sufficiency with which you seduced me in so few words,
 the straightforward soliloquy with which you struck me and bereft me of my sanity.

The length of each letter reminds me of the longevity of our last embrace
Lanky limbs looped laterally to the length of my body for literal milliseconds

The overuse in overdue essays typed in early hours of the morning reminds me of the overuse of three words and the emptiness and lack of effort behind them, 

Submitting those three words for a good grade and a pat on the back, coming up short because professor and princess alike saw through the inability to do
With meaning,
That your words had no feeling.

The fact that though I've faced fancier fonts and fell for them fanatically, I always return to the first, reminds me that though a fair few have found more than friendship in my fragile forearms that the first is the forever 
and if at times the former 
then always the future

the finest font I've ever found is you

the moon is as longing
as I am to be the brightest
in an ocean of darkness
speckled with billions
of smudges of light
but does the moon get tired?
is that why its in love with the ocean, drowning itself
in the water every night?

do you think someone
paints your mirror?
that the color of your reflection
isn't you?
do your conversations seem
one sided?
do you realize the only
person talking
is you?

isn't there something brighter
some type of tranquil light
better than the moon at night
that can wake the dark parts
of the sidewalk to light
so I don't step into them
so I sleep right at night

everyone knows
I have a fear of the dark
It reminds me of tar
It reminds me of my mind
It reminds me of my sinking
It reminds me of your drinking
It reminds me of the *******
It reminds me
of the empty
spaces
in my chest
that are not empty,
they are somehow filled
with nothingness

It reminds me of
the feeling
when I reach out  
to grab you
and my hand
cant grasp you
can't make you understand
can't make you see what's
happening to me
how I am drowning

In something invisible

Anxiety is an animal
Anxiety is a carnivorous beast
Anxiety grips onto you and doesn’t let go, digging its fangs in
Anxiety has painful fangs
Anxiety has claws (retractable)
Anxiety sits on the edge of a table, meowing morosely
Anxiety digs its claws in when it doesn’t want to do something
Anxiety reminds you it needs feeding
Anxiety hisses, bites and scratches
Anxiety eats ferociously, draining you.
Anxiety gives you disdainful looks
Anxiety reminds you it needs feeding
Anxiety has tiny fangs
Anxiety reminds you again it needs feeding
Anxiety looks down at you with its hairy body from the top shelf
Anxiety will sit with you, out of spite
Anxiety is only doing so to remind you he needs feeding
Anxiety might fall asleep
Anxiety might bite your hand while you fall asleep, he needs food
Anxiety is fed
Anxiety might possibly maybe if you-are-really-very-nice allow you to pet him.
Anxiety falls asleep
You fall asleep







Anxiety reminds you he needs feeding, loudly.