So, this poem was inspired by a good friend of mine, Sahar. We’ve known each other for nearly 6 years and we’ve been through a lot of ups and downs during that time.
There’s this secret place I go to whenever I need to just breathe and sort out my thoughts. I took her here because she was also going through a lot at that moment and I had written this poem about my reaction to all the nasty words people were saying to/about her. Infront of us is the River Thames and we can catch glimpses of the 02 dome-spike things. Anyway, with food as our comfort she started to tell me what was on her mind. It surprised me how much the things she went through had effected her self-esteem so much. I tried telling her that she is an amazing person, because she really is, but when you’re going through a lot of crap I don’t think you hear the good the people have got to say about you. It actually made me a little sad seeing her like that because I see such awesomeness and she couldn’t see it herself. It’s not nice seeing people beat themselves up over things which isn’t their fault. Words hurt. A lot. And the effects could be seen. So, I did the lame thing and read her this poem. I hope it made her feel better.