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HerWildFlower
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2019 6:45am
22nd Aug 2019 6:45am
"To Be Someone's Angel And Saving Grace"
She would come into my life and change it forever.
When my heart would break, she wouldn't tell me to suck it in or suck it up, she would cry with me.
She would tell me "crying isn't weaknesses", that it's "okay to have emotions". With that I would grow, being strong in my emotions and being able to empathize with my friends enough to do the same for them and my future children.
She would lift me up.
She would play songs of inspiration, dance, laugh , be entirely weird with us as we were to her and give me my identity freely, without expecting anything back at all....
When my heart would break, she wouldn't tell me to suck it in or suck it up, she would cry with me.
She would tell me "crying isn't weaknesses", that it's "okay to have emotions". With that I would grow, being strong in my emotions and being able to empathize with my friends enough to do the same for them and my future children.
She would lift me up.
She would play songs of inspiration, dance, laugh , be entirely weird with us as we were to her and give me my identity freely, without expecting anything back at all....
#mother
#childhood
#family
#memories
#nostalgia
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Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
Giving up, now I want to live
Going form 120lbs and dropping to 170lbs and gaining.
From almost skin and bones to actually having muscle tone.
From loathing themselves at their very core, to actually liking who they are now, and are proud of themselves for doing things they never thought would be possible.
From wishing everyday would be their last and actively trying to kill themselves, to actually enjoying being alive.
From running away and hiding from every problem to facing them head on.
From giving up, to holding on.
From almost skin and bones to actually having muscle tone.
From loathing themselves at their very core, to actually liking who they are now, and are proud of themselves for doing things they never thought would be possible.
From wishing everyday would be their last and actively trying to kill themselves, to actually enjoying being alive.
From running away and hiding from every problem to facing them head on.
From giving up, to holding on.
#strength
#courage
#motivational
#TimeHeals
#redemption
25 reads
1 Comment
Zombie_Twinkie
Poem Published
4th Aug 2019 8:44am
4th Aug 2019 8:44am
Open letter to my love
I can't tell you everything I want to say right now. Things are so complicated between us and with both of our lives. But I just wish I could tell you how much I love you. We both made bad choices in this relationship and did things to hurt each other. But even with all that, I can't help but to love you. I know both of our mental illnesses are the cause for these problems. But it doesnt change how much I miss you. How much I long to hold you as we drift off to sleep again. To watch our favorite shows together in bed and eat junk food. How much I miss you driving me crazy by eating the raw...
#sadness
#love
#hope #frustration
#hope #frustration
46 reads
1 Comment
socksscareme
Socks
Socks
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 5:13pm
2nd Aug 2019 5:13pm
For Keeps
#lust
#sex
#memories
#crush
#nonfiction
118 reads
5 Comments
troublesome_98
Honey_
Honey_
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 10:00am
2nd Aug 2019 10:00am
Son
I have a son
At times I ponder,
Momma gets lost and wanders
Cant help to wonder
What did I do to deserve you my love
What did I do to deserve a son
My beautiful baby boy
I'm not perfect
But I'm perfectly imperfect
And to me I've won
I'll, sacrifice
I'll fall, get up and try
Do what it takes to help your survive
Help you thrive
And guide you into this crazy life
My beautiful baby boy
.....
I have a son. Growing inside of me
My gift from God
I'll continue to fight, to be a better tree of life ...
At times I ponder,
Momma gets lost and wanders
Cant help to wonder
What did I do to deserve you my love
What did I do to deserve a son
My beautiful baby boy
I'm not perfect
But I'm perfectly imperfect
And to me I've won
I'll, sacrifice
I'll fall, get up and try
Do what it takes to help your survive
Help you thrive
And guide you into this crazy life
My beautiful baby boy
.....
I have a son. Growing inside of me
My gift from God
I'll continue to fight, to be a better tree of life ...
#mother
#children
#motherhood
#son
#responsibility
30 reads
0 Comments
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
27th Jul 2019 4:58am
27th Jul 2019 4:58am
the end days are here
#depression
#loneliness
#suicide
40 reads
1 Comment
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 5:37am
19th Jul 2019 5:37am
Journal Entry
June 11, 2019
It's the little rituals that save me, that keep me from going crazy. I try to take comfort in small pleasures, actions. Toasted vanilla and amber perfume, bathing with lavender and rain-scented body soap, and my vape of course. Chocolate strawberries, heavy on the nicotine. The meaning may be small, but there is nonetheless meaning to be found in order, cleanliness, the mundane and daily rites of living. I am clean, I smell fresh, I put my make-up on today. I am trying, at least; I am alive. And even though I feel familiarly sad, empty, lonely and lost, I force myself...
It's the little rituals that save me, that keep me from going crazy. I try to take comfort in small pleasures, actions. Toasted vanilla and amber perfume, bathing with lavender and rain-scented body soap, and my vape of course. Chocolate strawberries, heavy on the nicotine. The meaning may be small, but there is nonetheless meaning to be found in order, cleanliness, the mundane and daily rites of living. I am clean, I smell fresh, I put my make-up on today. I am trying, at least; I am alive. And even though I feel familiarly sad, empty, lonely and lost, I force myself...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
27 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 6:41am
15th Jul 2019 6:41am
Dear Journal Part 1
#MeToo
#DomesticViolence
41 reads
1 Comment
Lozzamus
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 10:36pm
9th Jul 2019 10:36pm
All In My Head, Blood Poisoning And Delirium (True Life)
All details imagined due to dangerously high temperature:
I'm not dying - but I've done something terrible. Now I must spend the next ten years in a secure psychiatric Unit seventy miles away from London. I don't know where the Unit is exactly or who the staff are.
I keep searching for the staff but can only find a couple of them. It's strange how the security guard looks like the man who lives above my flat in Palmers Green. Also, the hospital grounds look strangely familiar too almost like the London North Circular. Yet, I'm seventy miles away from London.
...
I'm not dying - but I've done something terrible. Now I must spend the next ten years in a secure psychiatric Unit seventy miles away from London. I don't know where the Unit is exactly or who the staff are.
I keep searching for the staff but can only find a couple of them. It's strange how the security guard looks like the man who lives above my flat in Palmers Green. Also, the hospital grounds look strangely familiar too almost like the London North Circular. Yet, I'm seventy miles away from London.
...
#illness
36 reads
2 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 2:16pm
9th Jul 2019 2:16pm
He comes in
So here's the thing
He comes in-
A friend
Gay friend
Top dominant male
Versatile at times
But dominant either way
He comes in-
We've been friends for a while now
Met in a club
A week later he told me he was gay
"Cool!"
Ain't none of my business that you like to insert it in the butt
Or do you like it inserted in your butt?
Anyways, that ain't my business.
He tells me anyways
"I like doing the inserting"
"Sometimes, on rare occasions, I accept the inserting"
He comes in-
Tells me he likes me ...
He comes in-
A friend
Gay friend
Top dominant male
Versatile at times
But dominant either way
He comes in-
We've been friends for a while now
Met in a club
A week later he told me he was gay
"Cool!"
Ain't none of my business that you like to insert it in the butt
Or do you like it inserted in your butt?
Anyways, that ain't my business.
He tells me anyways
"I like doing the inserting"
"Sometimes, on rare occasions, I accept the inserting"
He comes in-
Tells me he likes me ...
#gay
#sex
#abuse
49 reads
0 Comments
spacemod69
Poem Published
8th Jul 2019 10:57pm
8th Jul 2019 10:57pm
Be Heard
I am the voice for those who cannot be their own
Those who lack the skill, the understanding or the patience to carry out everyday conversation
Those are the unheard who need to be heard
So often, their wants are shunned
Their needs are ignored
Their right to self-expression hidden away
Please
Be their voice
Let them be heard
Those who lack the skill, the understanding or the patience to carry out everyday conversation
Those are the unheard who need to be heard
So often, their wants are shunned
Their needs are ignored
Their right to self-expression hidden away
Please
Be their voice
Let them be heard
#disability
#Autism
67 reads
2 Comments
newdaddy56
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2019 2:07am
3rd Jul 2019 2:07am
If my daughter asks...
Tell her I was a man's man...
I pressed my pants daily...
Could tie my own tie
Polished my shoes
Smelled like a man should
Walked with my head up
Prayed with my head down
I loved her as a man should
"without question"...
Even when it seemed like I was upset; my love for her never wavered...
Let her know ...
I lived for her smile, her holding my hand , hearing her call my name...
I tried to made sure I told her everyday of her life, "I love You"...
I need her to understand ......
I pressed my pants daily...
Could tie my own tie
Polished my shoes
Smelled like a man should
Walked with my head up
Prayed with my head down
I loved her as a man should
"without question"...
Even when it seemed like I was upset; my love for her never wavered...
Let her know ...
I lived for her smile, her holding my hand , hearing her call my name...
I tried to made sure I told her everyday of her life, "I love You"...
I need her to understand ......
#happiness
79 reads
2 Comments
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