Submissions by BeautifulDisaster7
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my true passion. Everything I’ve ever been through I have released through my ink filled pages. I pick up a pen and it’s as if the world stops and the only thing that matters is the words waiting to be spilled upon my pages.
High On Hope
Beginnings are usually scary,
And the endings are usually sad.
But it’s everything in between that makes it worth living.
Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.
And is the only thing that sees you through to the very end.
Sometimes events in life occur that fracture the very foundation on which we stand.
Our lives as we know them become forever changed.
We get an upwelling urge to repair, restore and recourse our lives.
But no matter how dark the moment,
You have to know that hope is possible.
You see, you cannot always see with the light....
And the endings are usually sad.
But it’s everything in between that makes it worth living.
Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.
And is the only thing that sees you through to the very end.
Sometimes events in life occur that fracture the very foundation on which we stand.
Our lives as we know them become forever changed.
We get an upwelling urge to repair, restore and recourse our lives.
But no matter how dark the moment,
You have to know that hope is possible.
You see, you cannot always see with the light....
#hope
#SelfWorth
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I am a person before I am bipolar
Learning to love myself has been a roller coaster.
It’s like looking up at the night sky,
Staring into the darkness but seeing the beautiful glow of the stars radiating across the nights sky.
Like the darkness of the water but seeing the reflection of the beautiful sunset.
Like the tides pulling in and pushing away at the sand.
And I have come to learn that,
Loving my darkness is part of loving me.
For I am bipolar.
If you had asked me what I knew about it 3 years ago I would have said it means that a person goes from being really happy to really sad...
It’s like looking up at the night sky,
Staring into the darkness but seeing the beautiful glow of the stars radiating across the nights sky.
Like the darkness of the water but seeing the reflection of the beautiful sunset.
Like the tides pulling in and pushing away at the sand.
And I have come to learn that,
Loving my darkness is part of loving me.
For I am bipolar.
If you had asked me what I knew about it 3 years ago I would have said it means that a person goes from being really happy to really sad...
#MentalHealth
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Ghost of you
Anxiety.
A ghost haunting me every breath I take.
In your silent gloom,
I falter at the weights of you.
You like when I’m scared
And falling apart at the seems.
I can sense your delight,
As you feed off my light.
You are such an unholy ghost,
That must live inside of me.
You’ve taken my name
And casted your shadow upon it.
Bounded by your chains
And trapped by your fear,
I have become your prisoner,
Present yet invisible,
To all of those that are near.
So restless you have been,
Twisting inside me, ...
A ghost haunting me every breath I take.
In your silent gloom,
I falter at the weights of you.
You like when I’m scared
And falling apart at the seems.
I can sense your delight,
As you feed off my light.
You are such an unholy ghost,
That must live inside of me.
You’ve taken my name
And casted your shadow upon it.
Bounded by your chains
And trapped by your fear,
I have become your prisoner,
Present yet invisible,
To all of those that are near.
So restless you have been,
Twisting inside me, ...
#hope
#TimeHeals
#wisdom
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