Miraquill
Me for myself
I hold on to my shoulders enveloping myself in hug.
I want myself to feel safe, as snug as a bug.
I wipe away the tears of my heart
Holding it tight so it doesn't fall apart
I'm my greatest enemy, hero and friend.
I've been with me forever, now till the end.
The shit I've been through I wish for no one else.
I hope this kind of pain is absent from stories that anyone else tells.
Each moment I remember the moment,
It brings back fear and anger so violent.
Each memory haunts and hurts like hell.
Though I type it, it's a story hard for my mouth to tell.
Each time I go through it I break, and each time I get back up.
Cause no matter what I go through, I'll keep moving forward, I'll never stop.
©antalashia
#survivor
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My mind knows
Where I should brag
"I am the best",
And where I should whisper
"I am not that good".
While my heart knows,
My efforts can crack every barriers,
My skin can take scary scratches.
So I'm neither the irritating narcissist,
Nor the clumsiest fool,
I'm a survivor in here.
©sidh_ruPhoto By Amed Yousif on Unsplash6 0
Blurry
I know what’s ahead
A blow to my head
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Might as well be
Then I could see
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When my vision is blurry
I try not to worry
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As might sight will remain
Making me want to refrain
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My memory is not so great now
My therapist says I’m sick that’s how
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My therapist just sees me when cry
I apologize, he says he knows why
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With all the nightmares he’s there
His face, his evil face he didn’t care
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He was in it for my pain
What did he have to gain?
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His grubby hands, on imagery alone
Why I taken to the steps and shown
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I mustn’t have been the only one
Me, I was on my own and done
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I hope you took everything you could
You will be paid in full, karmic rules
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The stakes are high for you
Doubling up not a good idea to do
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With no place to hide or run
Signing your name as you were done
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Hoping you choke on your guilt alone
I will take that credit, karma’s a bitch
©angels_halo_shines11 0 3
Life
We all have a story
With thousands of up's and down's
Things and past to survive
And battles to fight
This is what life is
It makes us strong
Makes us a warrior
A SURVIVOR
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Phoenix Soul
The hammer that has been dangling precariously from my now frayed heart string has finally become to heavy of a weight for it to bear.
With one final tug on the weakened string the hammer falls!
It falls fast and without care, breaking first through the wall in my soul that I so perfectly built that seperates my strength from my vulnerability! What took me years to build it OBLITERATED in a mere second.
As it found its way to the bottom of my being it shattered EVERY part of my soul into a million jagged little pieces, leaving nothing of my prior self to be salvaged! An empty space, a blank canvas!!!
The jagged little pieces are removed one by one carried with the current of my tears! Each tear cleansing as it flows taking with it the toxins that polluted my being, one by one.
The toxic thoughts
The toxic feelings
The toxic doubts
The toxic insecurities
Flowing fast and freely! I surrender to their current. I do not fight it. Im tired of fighting.
The rush of tears slowly becomes a trickle. Their job is complete.
The cavity where my toxic soul once resided is now vacant and scrubbed clean.
Ready for my soul to begin renovating itself on a solid, pure foundation. One free from toxic waste.
Each piece fitting with the next seamlessly, without friction. Piece by piece my soul emerges.
A piece added for each person I make laugh and two for each time I laugh.
A piece for every person I make smile and two for each time I smile.
A piece for each word of encouragement I give and two for each time I welcome encouragement
A piece for every time I offer my shoulder to cry on and two for allowing myself to cry on someone elses
My old souls one and only focus was to make sure everyone elses soul was unscathed.
My renovated souls one and only focus is to make sure it remains unscathed. A healthy soul can help alot more people than a dying one!! So two pieces of the whole are given for each time my own soul is nurtured and only one when I nurture someone elses.
MY SOUL IS VALUABLE....and deserves nurturing!
My old soul absorbed everyone elses negative energy in order to keep them from feeling any pain.
My old soul had an open door policy, allowing everyone to drag in their toxins and dump them there.
My old soul, in its quest to heal everyone that was hurting, internalized that hurt.
My old soul in its mission to protect all it loved from pain became oblivious to the pain it was in.
With time my old soul became so convuluted with everyone elses toxic waste that I was turning in to the person that needed to be saved instead of the one saving everyone else.
Now that I needed to be saved, who was going to save me?? Nobody but myself!!
My old soul was shattered when it could no longer bear the weight of the toxins that had collected there. Self destructed in order to self reflect and renovate itself with self love being its number one priority.
My renovated soul
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will still do all that made my old soul so special but will not do it at its own expense.
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does not have any walls within it. There is no wall to seperate my strength from my vulnerability. They are one in the same!! Allowing myself to be vulnerable without fear is the ultimate show of strength!!
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will surrender to cleansing as often as it needs it. It will let the tears flow as fiercely or softly as they need too for as long as they need too.
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is okay with the fact that its okay to not be strong all the time.
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knows that reaching out for a hand or asking for help is not a sign of failure or weakness.
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will embrace the good that people are willing to share with me with open arms, without guilt.
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will no longer have an open door policy. I will no longer allow negative energy to get past the threshold and pollute all the positive energy coming to me and from me!
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will always put my feelings above all others. They are valid and should be vocalized, heard and respected with as much weight as I put in everyone elses.
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IS PROUD OF THE RENOVATIONS IT HAS STARTED AND WILL CONTINUE TO BUILD ITSELF UP, ONE PROJECT AT A TIME UNTIL ITS BEAUTY AND RADIANCE IS BLINDING.
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WILL STOP BEING SO SELFLESS ALL THE TIME AND WILL BECOME A LITTLE MORE SELFISH, WITHOUT FEELING GUILTY!!
If by chance I slip back to the ways of my old soul and the weight yet again becomes to much to bear, I vow to surrender all power and give myself permission to accept defeat without feeling like a failure. Defeat is not failure. Failure would be allowing myself to continue hurting when I have the power to stop it. The worst kind of failure is failing yourself!! I refuse to fail myself anymore! There is more than enough things/people that can and will fail me in this world, the only one i have control over is myself. Accepting defeat is the first step on my way to victory. I will stumble, I will slip, I expect to renovate my soul numerous times before i get it just right and im okay with that. In the end no matter how long it takes I will claim victory and my permanant soul will be impenetrable ♥
I HAVE A PHOENIX SOUL! I WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES OF MY SHATTERED SOUL EVERY SINGLE TIME, WITHOUT FAIL5 0
sheispoetic_21st
15w
Read Morei was a prisoner
of my thoughts
a victim of tormentation
by my emotions
a slave to my ordeal
i did no crime
yet i fought this silent battle
in the adamantine cage
where
many were held captive
and perished away
though anxiety and depression
left its spillage on me
i still remain a survivor
because i stood firm
and found a reason to see the serein
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sheispoetic_21
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This is to u who has conquered allSurvivor!
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taytay_nicole424
18w
Read More*Sexual Assault Trigger Warning read at your own risk*
"Aren't you afraid to let them show"
What's there to be terrified of
Each crack in my foundation
Contains a different story of my life
Hidden deep in this jagged line
Lies my sobbing childhood
Poisoned by dads draped in Captain Morgans and fierce anger
Tainted by Epstein creeps and Barbie perfect bullies
Here within this gaping one
Lies my traumatized 2016 Summer
Tormented by an ex who didn't care for the meaning of "no"
Haunted by a first true friend taken too soon
The final one I'll dare to present
Lies grieving countless years wasted on a first love decieving Prince Charming
Confused by Sour Patch Kid words
Torn apart by sweet and sour memories
So you see
I'm not ashamed of these imperfections marring my heart
Each contributed into the shaping of me
Creating a warrior, a true survivor
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Thank you to all of y'all who reposted my poem it means a lot to me<3Confessions of a Poet
Confused by Sour Patch Kid words
Torn apart by sweet and sour memories
©taytay_nicole424Photo By Curioso Photography on Unsplash15 0 3
taytay_nicole424
18w
Read More*Sexual Assault Trigger Warning read at ur own risk*
I'm nothing more than a mere painting
Tarnished by your touch
You took all these beautiful colors I once harbored
Splattered them across my canvas
Ruining the once beauty and brightness of my soul
Now when I look at this art I call my body
I see nothing more than the scarring smears you left behind
Forever taunting me
Always reminding me that my purity was never truly mine to hold
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*I want to give a very grateful thank you to @writersnetwork for reposting my poem, it truly means so much to me<3
*Giving another grateful thank you to everyone who reposted my poem, just knowin that y'all enjoy my poems enough to share them just makes my day:)Ruined Canvas
When I look at this art I call my body
I see nothing more than the scarring smears you left behind
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- love_whispererr Poignant
- love_whispererr Yet well expressed
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sugandh_ankahi
22w
Survivor
I've breathed storm and
I've burnt the night ,
I'm not gonna kneel down ,
so show me your best fight
My poems don't rhyme
and I don't care ,
I relish darkness,
try burying me, I dare.
Sunk in my veins, running too deep ,
My attitude is the only armor my bones gonna need .
I lick my pain , I own my wound ,
I am not tired ,
let's have one more round
Don't just dip your fingers ,
I won't let you ,
I am the sea, I will consume you.
Not here to cry, not here to whine ,
I 'll keep smiling ,cos Its not a crime.
it may not my day or my year to shine ,
But I am survivor ,
will last till the end of time.
©sugandh_ankahi10 0
Pathetic
Walking along the riverbank with you
When I was young.
Oh, how I once idolized you.
Tears pooled around the corners of my mouth
Before dripping onto clasped hands,
Listening to your your pain, your traumas.
I laughed with you, cried with you
Let my guard down around you.
How much of this was a lie?
You should have shot yourself
With the rifle you pointed at my face.
Taste the tears, lead, and bitter fear.
I mourn for you, who you once were.
Never able to truly grow up,
A beaten sad boy, forever.
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gwencanfield
30w
Social Masks
But please hear what I've been thinking
If we all could but agree
To one big great and honest unmasking
We could then all but see
That we are all made with a little of both
The holy and the unclean
The comedian was once pied piper
He would sell his jokes with a frown
Just like a modern day circus
Hidden in the painted on mask of its clown
Those masks are all but anime
A farce told clear in truth,
The truth that we all wear masks as well
Secrets of our own making we wear
Its in the comedians jesters that we find
Him holding the only real nugget of truth
That once popped like a kernel of popcorn
It becomes a more apparent
And more deeply rooted and seed of truth
The poets and bards of long ago
Learned that that was easier
To tell the audience the actual naked truth
Hidden behind the mask of joker
Because as we all joined in laughter
We don't realize our masks run clear
Leaving us open and laid bear
Cause our laughter acknowledges as truth
What we already knew inside as truth
But were so humanly afraid of its light
Scared that it must be a blinding guise
Or something that if others see
We'll be made fun of or lose class in society
So we assume that since our sinful
Nature, chained with the knowledge
Of good and evil, was exposed as much darker
Than we're prepared to admit next to truth
It gives us such disconcerting shame, we feel
Like Adam and eve, naked and vulnerable
And choose to cover it with masks
Layers of shaded makeup, polite etiquette
And a long list of human stupidity
©gwencanfield2 1
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melcus86
32w
Like the sea moves
We move
Where no breath is needed
And Soul connects without speaking
Swimming to the deep
Into the depth
Of anything and everything
Between the two of us
Symphonies melodies
memories and the music
Mesmerizing me every time
I see you moving
Bodies in motion
Wandering the vastness
Of the ocean
Where wet is living
And living gets messy
Energy says everything
Never said
Telepathically sent
Connectivity
Of another realm
So soft and gently done
We float off together hand and hand
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The wave
A chill on your nape, a crawl on your spine, the vision transcends dimensions, time freezes, palms sweat, the only thing agog is your beating heart,
Crest of the wave, you no longer feel your body, the soul for an infinitesimal moment hanging in ether.
And just as your sanity appears to crack, the sweet sweet trough,
Awashes you..
Time unlocks,
Your heart slows down almost abruptly,
The vision shifts,
The lights have turned green.
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mariateresa
36w
Read MoreWhen I started sharing my writing publically almost 3 years ago, that was the moment my motto "Triumphing over Trauma" was born. Shining light into darkness, having the courage to be vulnerable by sharing my experience, strength and hope. We do heal, as long as we feel: Maria Teresa, Emotional Musings ��
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Inner whispers of mystery speak
While leaning into feelings so deep
Observing as they come and go
Holding onto the belief that with time abundance will grow
No need to feel shame or worry
Rainbow aura keeps me shielded when intuition is blurry
Instincts sharpened by experience, teaches me to carry on
Passionate heart is the vehicle that drives me towards dawn
When darkness threatens to shut out the Light
Ranges of emotions are the waves I surf at night
"Triumphing over Trauma" as my battle cry
Accepting this truth becomes my only guide
©mariateresa35 11 6
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Penniless and broken,
A man came between his thoughts and desire,
Unshakeable by his dying hopes,
He stared at burnt-out stars and half smiling moon,
Waiting for night to end and sun to shine,
Alas! The beholder didn't know that was last glowing light of the night
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Crumble
Bones breaking under his weight
Screams muffled by his palm
Heart shattering from his words
Eyes showering from the pain
Arms shaking from pushing uselessly
All of her hope for freedom ends in vain
For she would never forget this night
Never get rid of the feel of his touch
The scars on her neck
She would always see the bruises
Always hear him saying awful things
Words that would haunt her at night
Words that would kill her every day
And she cries knowing
She'd never be the same
©broken_glass_words7 1 1
Haunted
The ghost of your touch
Traces every inch of my body at night
The ghost of your words
Fills my ears with painful whispers
The ghost of your prying eyes
Watch me even under the blankets
How could you do this to me?
How could you leave me with a demon
That haunts my every second?
Watch
©broken_glass_words8 0
Memories
You gave me sleepless nights
You caused hopeless fights
You made me stop believing
You gave me lose my life
You caused these nightmares
You made me hate myself
Blame myself
Lose myself
In these memories
©broken_glass_words6 0
Fallen
Knock me down
And take my hope with you
Tear me down
And destroy my everything
Rip me up
And blame it on my clothes
Crumple my bones
And fill me with nightmares
Take my last hopes
And kill them with a touch
Leave blood on the leather
Like you did that day
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Blame
The disgust in your eyes
Felt like knives to my soul
The menace in your glance
Hit like a storm to my home
The way you blamed it on me,
Were disgusted by me,
Claimed it was all an attention play
Makes me believe it was my fault
Was it all my fault?
Maybe I'll never know.
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