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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:26pm
Yesterday 11:26pm
This is what it means to treat someone like they don't exist
People are blank slates,
empty promises,
that I'm no longer entertaining.
Rather be alone.
Screamed loud in my YouTube video
and called out those who have hurt me
out on their bs.
Finally that feels freeing.
Now, I see them as a blank face.
We never knew each other,
and we never met.
Amazing.
empty promises,
that I'm no longer entertaining.
Rather be alone.
Screamed loud in my YouTube video
and called out those who have hurt me
out on their bs.
Finally that feels freeing.
Now, I see them as a blank face.
We never knew each other,
and we never met.
Amazing.
#apathy
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Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:23pm
Yesterday 12:23pm
My Thought for Today: Finding Joy
Finding joy when there doesn’t seem to be a reason to may seem impossible, but to me, it’s becoming a way of life. When I tell people my story it takes a minute. I make sure to prepare them beforehand. Usually I get a head nod and a reassuring smile or an “it’s okay,” while they patiently wait. My deep breath isn’t as audible anymore, but it’s there. When I finish, I make sure to add something positive, such as, “I’m grateful to be where I am,” or “there’s so much more for me to learn,” because those things are the truth. You don’t live through the things I have and the amount of things I...
#happiness
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Cursedvessel
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:28am
Yesterday 7:28am
Like A Summer Rose
I just don't know what to do with myself
Trapped in misery of my own making
Blasting the same song over and over
Each turn met with sobbing and screaming
I just don't know what to do with myself
At first it was about the political climate
The dictatorship soon to embark
And my first thought after the results
Was how lucky you were to be dead
So you dont have to live in this agony
I just don't know what to do with myself
Did you feel this intensely when you did it?
Was the future so bleak and numb to you?
Was it...
Trapped in misery of my own making
Blasting the same song over and over
Each turn met with sobbing and screaming
I just don't know what to do with myself
At first it was about the political climate
The dictatorship soon to embark
And my first thought after the results
Was how lucky you were to be dead
So you dont have to live in this agony
I just don't know what to do with myself
Did you feel this intensely when you did it?
Was the future so bleak and numb to you?
Was it...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#politics
#suicide
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 4:42pm
6th Nov 2024 4:42pm
No Longer Accepting Breadcrumbs
I know I speak of Josh often, but even what he gave me was not love.
Abandoning due to my mental illness was not love.
Me feeling confused about his feelings was not love.
I deserve to be taken home, regardless if he comes or not.
To the place called Heaven that I know.
Abandoning due to my mental illness was not love.
Me feeling confused about his feelings was not love.
I deserve to be taken home, regardless if he comes or not.
To the place called Heaven that I know.
#LookingForLove
29 reads
3 Comments
Her
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 11:41am
6th Nov 2024 11:41am
My Thought for Today: Silence Kills
Most often, suffering happens behind closed doors. Whatever the reason, be it depression, anxiety, abuse, neglect, loneliness, shame, serious mental Illness, addiction or addictive behavior, anything that causes a person to suffer is usually difficult for someone to talk about, so reaching out can sometimes feel near impossible. As the suffering builds, the harder it seems to ask for help and can it can become a continuous loop of anguish. The perfect recipe for that one thought to creep in and grab hold. And when that happens the people in your life may not recognize the warning signs. ...
#CallToAction
#LifeChangingMoment
#suicide
59 reads
14 Comments
Her
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 6:24am
5th Nov 2024 6:24am
My Thought for Today: When Words are Used as Weapons
Words can wound, it’s as simple as that. Some much deeper than others. I’ve been annihilated by a few perfectly placed words. But mostly, it was the subtle, off handed remarks that let me know how insignificant I was to someone that buried me.
I’ve been known to have a cutting tongue myself. I can slice a heart in a millisecond. Ironic, considering mine was usually lying at my feet broken into hundreds of tiny pieces as I was attempting to gather them so I could stitch it back together again. Or was it?
Those missiles that flew out of my mouth on their search and...
I’ve been known to have a cutting tongue myself. I can slice a heart in a millisecond. Ironic, considering mine was usually lying at my feet broken into hundreds of tiny pieces as I was attempting to gather them so I could stitch it back together again. Or was it?
Those missiles that flew out of my mouth on their search and...
#regret
#sadness
#narrative #nonfiction
#narrative #nonfiction
74 reads
6 Comments
Her
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 11:07am
3rd Nov 2024 11:07am
Kink & BDSM: A Glimpse Into Why We Like What We Like
We all have particular sexual ideas that excite us, but most of the time, we think in terms of the specific behaviors. If you dig a little bit deeper though, underneath the behaviors themselves, you can get an interesting window into your erotic psychology – and why you crave the things that you do.
BDSM means bondage, discipline, sadism, masochism. Bondage is all about the art of restraint for erotic purposes. It can refer to actual bondage or alternatively being “bound” to a rule, which is where discipline comes in. Sadism is pleasure from inflicting pain or...
BDSM means bondage, discipline, sadism, masochism. Bondage is all about the art of restraint for erotic purposes. It can refer to actual bondage or alternatively being “bound” to a rule, which is where discipline comes in. Sadism is pleasure from inflicting pain or...
#BDSM
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19 Comments
Her
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 4:48pm
2nd Nov 2024 4:48pm
My Thought for Today: Hardening a C-PTSD Heart
Learning how to harden my heart is an internal battle I’d rather not wage when I have so many others that need attention, but self preservation in the face of danger, perceived or otherwise, tells me that this cracked exterior of the vessel that holds the way I love may need this type of protecting right now.
Trauma will do that. And it doesn’t have to be the blatant kind of trauma that I’ve lived through and I’m working at overcoming. It’s the little but not so little things that get buried but rear their ugly head along this winding road of healing.
It’s the dismissal...
Trauma will do that. And it doesn’t have to be the blatant kind of trauma that I’ve lived through and I’m working at overcoming. It’s the little but not so little things that get buried but rear their ugly head along this winding road of healing.
It’s the dismissal...
#heartbroken
#PTSD
#sadness
78 reads
16 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 00:10am
31st Oct 2024 00:10am
The Narcissist & The Fool
Please listen while reading. Ty ♥️
Disturbed: Don’t tell me - featuring Ann Wilson https://youtu.be/qDq0iwqnIl0?si=T-nQu-C_Q8QG6S5X
When I say I hate you
I truly mean it
all of you
devils spawn
I sincerely feel it!
YOU ARE TRASH
yet I stay…
The Narcissist & The Fool
some people never leave…
Disturbed: Don’t tell me - featuring Ann Wilson https://youtu.be/qDq0iwqnIl0?si=T-nQu-C_Q8QG6S5X
When I say I hate you
I truly mean it
all of you
devils spawn
I sincerely feel it!
YOU ARE TRASH
yet I stay…
The Narcissist & The Fool
some people never leave…
#sadness
84 reads
12 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 4:41am
29th Oct 2024 4:41am
The Powers of Lycra
I'm not complaining.
Are the young women who exercise in active wear along the local beachfront aware that men in sunglasses are not looking at nature but them?
Not that long ago if you wore your underwear in public you'd be declared either mad or a hussy or both.
These young women wear their Lycra active gear ( bras and panties) seemingly without a care in the world.The only thing left for a males imagination is what lies underneath.
The lips below their hips say nothing and everything but not for me.
I'm old now , quite invisible and not supposed to look or...
Are the young women who exercise in active wear along the local beachfront aware that men in sunglasses are not looking at nature but them?
Not that long ago if you wore your underwear in public you'd be declared either mad or a hussy or both.
These young women wear their Lycra active gear ( bras and panties) seemingly without a care in the world.The only thing left for a males imagination is what lies underneath.
The lips below their hips say nothing and everything but not for me.
I'm old now , quite invisible and not supposed to look or...
#women
66 reads
3 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 11:06pm
25th Oct 2024 11:06pm
The Cure
I can't describe in words how I truly feel,
feeling like my existence is indeed a curse.
They say you, Jesus,
is the cure.
But how do I know
that this isn't just another way
to divide people?
After many go to Hell
and few go to Heaven?
Lord,
can we both go inside Hell,
living like Dante's Inferno,
except to save the damned too?
Including me?
I don't wish to believe I'm better nor worse.
I've done both.
I just want to see others truly for the magic they are
and want to finally see me
as...
feeling like my existence is indeed a curse.
They say you, Jesus,
is the cure.
But how do I know
that this isn't just another way
to divide people?
After many go to Hell
and few go to Heaven?
Lord,
can we both go inside Hell,
living like Dante's Inferno,
except to save the damned too?
Including me?
I don't wish to believe I'm better nor worse.
I've done both.
I just want to see others truly for the magic they are
and want to finally see me
as...
#Christian
82 reads
1 Comment
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 00:58am
25th Oct 2024 00:58am
Bye Bye
I'm leaving this site
Got not much to say
Unless someone out there
Wants me to stay
Now that I have your attention.
I've loved reading the words from the women on here, especially those attracted or trapped by BDSM.
The dynamics of a Dom/Sub entanglement confounds me.From where I sit, on my back deck, all I see is each Master using their Subs power to disguise their own weakness, to feed their own pleasure, their gigantic egos.
I'm sure some Subs and Doms will argue differently and I expect them to defend their positions vigorously as any...
Got not much to say
Unless someone out there
Wants me to stay
Now that I have your attention.
I've loved reading the words from the women on here, especially those attracted or trapped by BDSM.
The dynamics of a Dom/Sub entanglement confounds me.From where I sit, on my back deck, all I see is each Master using their Subs power to disguise their own weakness, to feed their own pleasure, their gigantic egos.
I'm sure some Subs and Doms will argue differently and I expect them to defend their positions vigorously as any...
#obsession
103 reads
6 Comments
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