One, do not fear to make mistakes. Mistakes are lessons, and in every lesson, there is something worth learning.
Two, live for yourself. Do not simply live to be the pleaser of all people but live to be the person you know to be the best version of you, no fake smile or white lie will suffice.
Three, Remain open. Open to new ideas, to new religions, to no religions, to all people and to all people of all backgrounds, the worst thing you can do is to sabotage yourself of wonder and strong connections simply because you believe in one thing and one thing only, because people who are different are bad, and because new ideas are wrong.
Four, know that you won’t always be pretty, remember that beauty comes internally and as a human good days come and they go, just as we can count on the sun to return in the morning after it has set for the night. Accidents happen and when they do, we only need to get up, brush off the dirt, and move forward. Our scars will heal, and we will become stronger from our ordeals.
Mar 18, 2021
Mar 18, 2021 at 11:29 AM UTC
You didn’t know this.
But I wanted to quit
Every single day
That your attempts
At making me uncomfortable,
They worked.
That your gearing
Comments,
And angry yelling
Scared me.
That every time
I was bodied to the ground,
I wanted to give up.
That every time
I failed to keep up
It was just another reason.
You didn’t know this,
Because I never wanted
You to know
You were winning.
Somehow.
I didn’t let you.
And now,
We can stand
Side by side,
And call each other.
Friend.
Mar 18, 2021
Mar 18, 2021 at 11:28 AM UTC
If we were all planets,
You would be the sun,
And I would be Mercury.
Cycling around you 360 degrees,
Eager to exemplify my
Dedication to your gravity.
I would say one thousand good mornings,
And one thousand good nights,
In the time it takes the earth to make,
One full rotation around your flame.
But,
We are not all planets.
And you are not the sun.
I am not Mercury.
And I cannot tell you
One thousand good mornings,
And one thousand good nights,
In the time it takes earth to make
One full trip around the sun
With a gravity, we are too small to even notice
But,
If we were all planets
You would be the sun.
Mar 18, 2021
Mar 18, 2021 at 11:27 AM UTC
It was a calm, quiet day,
However, the tribe knew
It was one of their last.
It was the last sunrise they watched,
Before their tribe was pillaged.
The last time they would smile and laugh together,
Before they were ***** and slaughtered.
Peace was far from an option with the white man.
They pleaded and fought for the right to exist,
But it was not enough.
Now they must fight like the white men.
They must take up the ways of torture done to them,
In efforts to end the raids, the pillaging, the ******
They fought for their families, their freedom.
Their children, their culture. They fought for love,
And honor and peace. They were denied all of these things.
This man losing his family fights for them.
He gives his life in the hope others can live on.
His horse bound to him and weak,
He witnesses friends die,
And soon he himself will perish,
In the name of progress.
Mar 18, 2021
Mar 18, 2021 at 11:26 AM UTC
Chief Crazy Horse fought for his people.
He fought for the land that had been stolen from him,
The wildlife killed simply so that they could not have it,
And for accessory.
He explained how they didn't want or need their civilization,
That their great spirit intended them to live by the hunt.
They wished to live as their fathers before them lived,
To make the most out of life
To live and love.
To hunt and gather.
To create and build.
Crazy Horse now stands above the blood-stained land.
His words fall on ears that are glued to the sound of money,
He in unrewarded for his honor and left without a home.
He can only hope the white man will change their ways,
That they might hear his people cry, and they cry too.
Mar 18, 2021
Mar 18, 2021 at 11:25 AM UTC
My vicious love acts out of fear
My vicious love acts out of pain
My vicious love seeks to be loved back
My vicious love is scared of the unknown
My vicious love is hurt and does what it can to protect me from more hurt
My vicious love causes me to become too involved too fast
My vicious love calls on my past to remind me why I love this way
My vicious love causes me to be lonely when I’m with the person I love
My vicious love causes me to cry over things that really don’t matter
My vicious love makes me worried all of the time
My vicious love makes me too prideful and act out of my lack of self confidence
My vicious love will ruin you too
So run before my vicious love loves you
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 11:47 PM UTC
I want you to love me
The way that you loved me
When we first met
I want you to be as interested in me
The way you were when you were chasing me
I want you to see me the way you did when you
Would call me beautiful
I want you to walk me to class the way you used to
And the way that you'd walk all the way over
Just to walk me back
I want us to be together in the way we used
To be together
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 2:36 PM UTC
I hope I met your needs.
I hope my smile was the right medicine,
Given to you at the right time.
I hope that I was the first thing,
That came to your mind when you thought about home.
I hope that it relieved you to wake up
And see my eyes absorbing you,
Or the smell of my hair from my shower.
I hope you could feel the love I have for you
In every touch.
I hope you could hear my voice
When you needed to be reminded of who you are
I hope that I'm the one you call
If you ever have any reason to
I hope that I was the help you needed,
Whenever you need it.
Because that is all I have ever wanted to be.
I hope you think about me
When you need a reason to smile.
I hope I was the hug to heal all the pain you felt.
I hope one day we will make it work.
I hope that one day we won't be falling apart.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 2:23 PM UTC
I guess our love is a different kind of love.
Not a bad kind of love.
Just a different love.
We love each other but we don't always understand
One another.
I searched for reasons to be mad
Because I couldn't tell you the underlying problem.
Two different people with different expectations.
Not to say it's not ok to be two different people.
We were just too different.
I saw myself with you in the future.
You were fitted in a striking police uniform
And a warm smile overcoming your face.
We were getting ready for bed preparing for the next time
We wake together.
We chuckle softly,
As if a silly spoken word penetrated our force fields
And we were defenseless to one another.
Pulling one another close and
Holding on to every ending of every minute
In fear that it will be the last.
And we will be alone again.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 2:04 PM UTC
I constantly overthink in fear
That I am always missing something
Missing something important
Or silly
I am so scared to be missing a key piece
Of information
And be made a fool of
By myself
For not thinking hard enough on it
That is why
I cannot simply stop overthinking
Everything there is to
Overthink
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 10:14 PM UTC