Writing Prompt

Definition of Belonging: an affinity for a place or situation Tides of life cascade into one And falling becomes a cycle I am thrown in between From home to alone From friends to none From love to hate And then I fall again Tides of belonging disappear There is no place, no person, no situation Everything becomes a blur While I fall continuously Closing my eyes so easily That falling becomes my favourite thing

Everybody uses a different meaning for everything, it’s sometimes the way we display them. What the word belonging means to me is a sense of worth that you have in this world. It’s just your choice to display the gratitude or worth knowing that you belong, then and now. Sometimes we don’t want to be here or we grief over things that has happened, or that’s going to happen. We all have to push our way through the hard things in life before we get to the easy things in life. It’s like building a toy, only understanding half of what the instructions are explaining to you, it takes time to understand things and that ok. Try new things to see where it leads you to, who knows mabye something extraordinary may happen?

Could’ve been _Should’ve_ _been_ _Dead_ now Such a sin?

Belonging is a feeling That feeling when You know you’re important You know people want you around Belonging feels amazing It makes me feel Joy And happiness It makes me feel Like I’m **ALIVE** And **REAL** **** **** Stay with the people that make you feel like you belong ❤️

All I want is to belong. To feel equal to others, Yet still be unique. To be confident in being my own person. To have my own soul and light shine through. All I want is to belong.

Right here is where I need to be To feel the earth underneath my feet To take in the skies above When I look around The earth’s simple treasures I am grateful beyond measure We are not here long We must take in every breath And savour As if it's our last To see clearly And to listen sharply As what is here today Might not be tomorrow. Right here is where I need to be Next to you In temporary peace While the world swirls Orbiting Regardless I’ll let it be Because I’m right here Where I’m meant to be.

I don’t know you Maybe I do But I hope you feel it There are some people who bring it out Make it noticeable Give it to you On a shiny silver platter I have people like that There are some people who try to take it Because they don’t have it They don’t feel it Yet Don’t let them get to you It’s so hard to find it on your own Not impossible But hard It looks different for everyone But you’ll know when you feel it It’s like a warm hug from your best friend Unless you don’t like hugs Then it feels like something else you love I found it I’m so grateful for the people that helped me The people that deliver it On that shiny silver platter Every day I try to do it for others I want them to feel it as much as I do Everyone deserves it Everyone needs it Sometimes you may think you have it But it’s fake Don’t let that discourage you It exists for everyone I don’t know what’s next Where I’m going Who you are Or how the world works But I know that I’ll always have it Here In their arms In their heart In the little corner That we decorated with pink ribbons Because that’s where it is I hope you have a spot A heart to rest in Arms to hold you A shiny silver platter Where it will be delivered to you By the right people At the right time I hope you feel it

Is just me my self and I Everyone is important except for me No body ever cared No body ever stayed Is just me myself and I I just wanna get out of here and never come back I don’t like being lonely, just alone But I just feel like a stone Hard in the outside But bland in the inside I wanna die But not at the same time Because is just me myself and I Where I’m my home I’m my own family And I solve my own problems I’m alive for a reason but idk why I just know that it is me myself and I Trying to figure out where to go Or where to start.

I’m always on the outside Stuck looking in I see these happy faces But never can get close Sometimes people on the inside Will join me in the cold Until the day one will take me in And I can say I belong

To be, is what ever you think it means. The first thought you would think Is what makes you, you and me, me. And to that degreee is you just being. Longing is to want what you don’t have currently It’s being three steps away from the possibility And still too far to grasp it physically or mentally. It’s yearning you may never please. Belonging then is the longing to be To be presently existing where you desired to be A feeling, a space, a thing you reached Its you finding the connection, the acceptance you’ve always been seeking.