The leading cause of death for pregnant women is ******
Givers of life should be fortified
Instead, their screams echo because no one heard her
Tender touches turn to purple hand-prints with two simple words,
" I'm pregnant."
Affairs are always understandable
Until two becomes three
Then the situation must be immediately handled
Then three becomes one so a marriage and a reputation is saved
But no one saved her.
Eating for two, sleeping for two, living for two
But the two are dying. The two are being murdered.
Killed by the one person who once suffocated them with love, now turn their lips blue
Voices shriek that abortion is wrong, but the voices hush when the one killed is the mom.
Quiet as the morgue she now lays in.
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
“Did you take your meds this morning?”
Those words take back all the progress I’ve ever made.
My feelings are invalid because they are irrational.
Apperently having depression means that any emotion is dangerous
Apperently being medicated for it means that your negative emotions are a mistake.
“Did you take your meds this morning?”
My mother slaps when I’m not laughing singing and smiling at Breakfast.
Yes, I’m just calm.
“Did you take your meds this morning?”
My father shoots when I slam my door after an intense argument
Yes, I’m just angry.
“Did you take your meds this morning?”
My friend spits when I cry over a deep broken heart
Yes, I’m just sad.
“Did you take your meds this morning?”
My brother taunts when I can’t talk to the cashier at Walmart
Yes, I’m just nervous.
Medications regulate emotions.
Medications do not erase emotion.
Emotions are valid, organic or controlled.
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
I entrusted you with a book filled with my favorite poems
I told you to look and read and tell me what you felt
I thought you knew that you were looking at pieces of me
Pieces that I loved and cared enough to share.
But you lost my book.
I should’ve known then you didn’t care about the pieces of me
Losing my book was the perfect metaphor for our relationship
I gave you everything, and you cared just enough to take it and lose it
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 10:26 PM UTC
I walk on eggshells to not upset you,
but it's hard to tell if it is working,
because my feet have gone numb.
You terrify me to my very core.
I never know if today will be a day that you love me
or love me not.
I'm like a daisy and you pick my petals whenever you want to,
but those days that you don't,
I miss your hands on me.
Because it lets me know you still want me.
People say you're abusing my mind,
but I can't tell what is real and what is not anymore..
I don't know if I want to tell.
What if everything becomes clear
and I lose you.
What if everything becomes clear
and you don't think I'm worth it.
What if everything becomes clear
and I'm
all
alone.
My friends say I'll never be alone because I have them.
But will they kiss my nose when I'm being stubborn?
Will they put my on their shoulders and parade me around their house?
Will they kiss me softly when I just want to be close?
No.
Because they can't.
He's my lightswitch.
He brings my life light and joy,
but he controls when the darkness rains.
It terrifies me how in love I am with you.
It terrifies me how you could not love me at anytime.
It terrifies me how this could all be over tomorrow morning.
You terrify me.
But I let you, because you're my favorite nightmare.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 9:46 AM UTC
The sun might not be shining,
the birds may not be singing,
and the stars may not be aligning,
but today is a good day.
I might not have friends today,
Some might even talk behind my back,
my progression through life might even delay,
but today is a good day.
I could fail a test,
I could forget a line,
I could be the worst dressed,
but today WILL be a good day.
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
I'm terrified.
I know if I don't repent God will punish me.
I want to be good I swear,
right now it's just so hard to be.
I know what I've done will take time to undo and forgive
I know with one meeting with my church leader this could all be over
I love what I'm doing at times
Some days I feel like a powerful rover
I love him so much and I want to please him.
He's so happy when we're intimate and so sweet
So I don't want to let him down.
I feel like I have high expectations to meet.
Then other days I can't get out of bed.
My sins fill every thought and every action
I can't look at him without wanting to leave,
I run and run but never get any traction.
I know the solution to my problems,
but I can't bring myself to do it.
I say I'll do it eventually, that my life is going to turn around.
But that is just my life becoming more and more split.
I know this
I know this
I know ALL of this...
I know all of these things, so why can't I do it?
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC
He's different.
I miss him so much.
I haven't seen him in 3 years, yet his name makes me giggle like a schoolyard girl.
I get to talk to him once a week, but the rest my soul aches without him.
Anytime he sends a picture my heart does a little twirl.
He's different
I'm honestly not sure what it is about him.
He always knows what to say to make me smile.
He's so smart its incredible to watch him work.
Yet he isn't afraid to get his hands ***** once in a while.
He's different
He doesn't always have to be the center of attention.
He knows which silent look will comfort me the most.
He might be lean, but he gives prize-winning hugs.
No matter the things he's accomplished, he's never one to boast.
I don't know what it is,
but that boy is different.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:28 PM UTC
In the first second I see you time doesn't slow down.
It speeds up.
In your lopsided smile, I see rainy Sunday mornings under soft sheets.
I see a brunch date in our PJs, barely finding time to eat between giggles.
In your easy laugh I hear jazz playing while we clean our apartment.
You smell like deep conversations and shared hoodies.
A kiss brings your taste to the front of my mind.
It tastes like the history we've shared through the years.
Inside jokes that others get lost in, we navigate like experts.
Most importantly, though, your body feels like home.
I see all of that in the first second I see you.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
I'm not addicted to my phone.
I'm addicted to what it brings.
My heart aches when its not with yours.
So my heart leaps when my phone rings.
I don't think of my phone as a simple device to communicate.
I think of it as my connection to you.
My connection to wifi is moot if we can still call.
Because I have iMessage my other apps are few.
So no, I'm not addicted to my phone,
I'm addicted to you.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC