I’ve swam in a river of tears
Danced in a fire of rage
Ran through the carnage of anger
Floated through sorrow
Still I Rise
I’ve awaken in my deepest nightmares
Fallen victim to my own asylum
Muffled my own screams for help
Cut off every source of life
Still I Rise
If you see me take flight, I’m free
Not from life but from me
No longer confined in my mental prison
or held captive under my anxiety
I Shall Rise again
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 5:33 PM UTC
Why must tornadoes form to be heard
Demolition is the method, a source of illustration
Sure, it may rain, but will the flowers bloom?
Will the sun be more appreciated
or taken for granted as usual?
Why must debris fly overhead
as the result of a natural disaster?
If my soul rains upon you, will you hear me?
Or must I always result to catastrophe
for you to feel my rage
That form of aggression stems from sadness
never rage as though it may seem all hope ceases to exist
In other words, why must I cause mayhem
before you see I’m hurting through my pains rain
My happiness reigns supreme, still the realness
is washed before the rainbow collaborates with the sun
And even if the sun chooses to shine once more, will it ever hurt again as before?
I guess that’s why tornadoes cry as a result
of turbulent times
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
I’m the loudest when I’m silent
tears don’t always speak for me
I want my voice to echo for help
but I stay hesitant to ease worries
Am I okay? Yes, but that’s a decoy
There’s a storm within & I’m drenched
becoming more exhausted with each thought
I can keep your attention from the madness
but eventually, you’ll see the disturbance
Look into the windows of my souls
tell me if you sense worry or sadness
emptiness or a lost soul yearning to be rescued
You may find me in the loudness of silence
but you won’t find the source I keep hidden
My screams fall on deaf ears hence I’m quiet
but even thru that, you can still hear me in silence
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 3:27 PM UTC
Oh how I wish to forget
the memories & the laughter
in remembrance of you
the death of love songs
here I go again, once again
chasing false hope
holding on to what used to be
the perfect love story
me & you
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 12:58 PM UTC
This rose from a battered root that struggled to grow
drenched in its sorrowful rain of depression
with the ambition to sprout & evolve into Life
Misguided by the influences of adversity
designed to hinder the progression
to become great within itself
The water flowing from these clipped pedals
aren’t tears of regret
but a relief from being able to be Free
without the fear of being held down
by self-doubt or the misery of outside bystanders
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 4:55 PM UTC
Mental Health is the wind that I often soar against
with my tears of rain creating great turbulence
desiring shelter in the comfort of friendly arms
only to frequently land on dense structures, being attacked upon arrival
finding refuge in dark spaces where I feel at peace
waiting for the sunshine to arise, where my journey to freedom awaits
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 4:39 PM UTC
What am I?
The Provider of Light, The Provider of Love
The Guidance of the Lost, the Voice of the Silenced
The River of Tears that flows to its own rhythm
The Symphony of a Great Collision that went overlooked
In the search for help, I travel the path that never ends
Where life concludes & only true peace begins
Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 3:22 PM UTC
If I told you a flower bloomed in the dark, would you trust it?
Not knowing its background or the contents within
would you still desire to become its friend?
Appealing to the eye but will it appeal to your mind?
Will it blossom after its showered in the rain
or slowly begin to die out overtime?
There’s a mystery beyond its image but are you willing to explore
the roots of its foundation to see where the journey leads
Either you discover a path of something magical
or it leads you down a path of regret & misery
a twist of fate or fairytale ending
Sep 1, 2024
Sep 1, 2024 at 1:02 AM UTC
It's a bad idea for me to love you especially when your heart is missing
& when I peep the ocean, it's not even worth fishing
I'll love you forever but to me, forever isn't that long
I don't ever wanna be right if loving you is wrong
I feel it when you smile but it's a pain to see you cry
& as much as I desire that role, I know I'll never be that guy
Jul 24, 2024
Jul 24, 2024 at 10:16 AM UTC
yesterday, i cried from pain
yesterday, i wanted to quit
yesterday, i was broken
yesterday, i departed from sadness
today, i am free
today, i start over
today, i shall fly
today, i shall smile
tomorrow, i vow to be greater
tomorrow, i wish to be stronger
tomorrow, i strive for greatness
tomorrow, i learn from the mistakes of yesterday
Jul 24, 2024
Jul 24, 2024 at 10:15 AM UTC