Submissions by Wakeup_MrWest92 (West Jr)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I tend to express myself thru words and from the weight of the words arranged in a sentence I hope that every sentence triggers a movement inside you as you read.
Relaspe
how do i say this?
do i even speak in words?
will my actions show that i am aware of what i believed you had let go?
Now what do i do that the cards i feared have faced up in true.
there will be no need to deny because i physically witnessed the proof.
in my morning routine i came across a past time of your struggle that i had prayed for days that you’d leave alone,
only to see it floating in the water of my bathroom throne.
my initial thought was “you knew that this was coming.”
it was like facing a truth i knew it was no point in running. ...
do i even speak in words?
will my actions show that i am aware of what i believed you had let go?
Now what do i do that the cards i feared have faced up in true.
there will be no need to deny because i physically witnessed the proof.
in my morning routine i came across a past time of your struggle that i had prayed for days that you’d leave alone,
only to see it floating in the water of my bathroom throne.
my initial thought was “you knew that this was coming.”
it was like facing a truth i knew it was no point in running. ...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#addiction
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Growing Pains thru a Hurricane
Here come the clouds, then falls the rain.
Internally brewing a storm, metaphorically I'm brewing a hurricane.
Mixed emotions clashing inside like hot and cold fronts.
Morals, values, and beliefs are not what they were once.
Once upon a time when clear skies were something that I didn’t just dream.
I was very young yet saw the world for what it was, and everything in between.
I was flying in the clouds free of worries with my head held high conquering everything statistics said I couldn’t.
I remember times of falling down like shooting stars doing things I...
Internally brewing a storm, metaphorically I'm brewing a hurricane.
Mixed emotions clashing inside like hot and cold fronts.
Morals, values, and beliefs are not what they were once.
Once upon a time when clear skies were something that I didn’t just dream.
I was very young yet saw the world for what it was, and everything in between.
I was flying in the clouds free of worries with my head held high conquering everything statistics said I couldn’t.
I remember times of falling down like shooting stars doing things I...
#mirror
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
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Sobriety
Am I giving up?
No, I just realize I can’t keep placing my forever dream with you in my front pocket;
And that in and out of itself is my fault.
You have to want it as bad as me and be free.
Love like this can only run so deep.
Is it not deep enough to save you?
Why isn’t the self-love within not deep enough to save yourself?
I cannot possibly judge you at all without hitting a chord in my own tune.
I get struck because I realize the criticism I have about you I must first ask myself “well what are you doing”?
How am I dealing with stress,...
No, I just realize I can’t keep placing my forever dream with you in my front pocket;
And that in and out of itself is my fault.
You have to want it as bad as me and be free.
Love like this can only run so deep.
Is it not deep enough to save you?
Why isn’t the self-love within not deep enough to save yourself?
I cannot possibly judge you at all without hitting a chord in my own tune.
I get struck because I realize the criticism I have about you I must first ask myself “well what are you doing”?
How am I dealing with stress,...
#hope
#addiction
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
#freedom
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