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millie-1
Searching for a comfy room for my soul
My own person is healthy and courageous. My own person is self-aware and emotionally intelligent. He is growth-oriented, resourceful and positive. My own person is supportive, thoughtful, kind and empathetic. My own person is ready to take accountability, communicate and work through things even when the going gets rough. My own person desires to make me happy, chooses me and shows up for me. He is sure about me and healthily obsessed with me. My own person encourages and lifts me up when I’m at a low point. My own person does not disappear when I need him. My own person protects me. He knows how to introspect, reflect and has a desire to be better. My own person does not make me feel small or irrelevant. My own person is a secure place where I can feel at home. My own person is expressive. He is a source of light when I am in a dark place. My own person is as sure about me as the sun rises and sets without our asking, with certainty; regardless of the weather, timezone or location.
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May 5, 2023
May 5, 2023 at 4:33 PM UTC
My Own Person
I honestly don't know why I'm still talking to you And I honestly don't know why I'm entertaining you in my life. I know for sure that I don't have despicable hatred for you   And I know for sure that I'm not head over heels in love with you. We're just friends. Sometimes I get bored and I don't mind company. I'm just a bit worried for weird dynamics because there’s that weird tension. Well, I think you are good looking. But there's not much I can do about it And honestly there's not much that I want to happen. Because that side is stressful And you don’t make it easier.
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Feb 21, 2022
Feb 21, 2022 at 4:17 AM UTC
Just friends
Dear papa, you call me "daddy's girl" to the eyes of the world and cut me off when I share my deep opinions recycling your feel-good sources your love is conditional to how great I can make you feel Dear mama, you spell me out in your sour words defining me with my shortcomings you see your mistakes in me calling me "a weak child with no guidance" unaware that you have never shown real guidance Dear lover, you fail to show real emotions to anything that is less than perfect my imperfections threaten your ego i am clearly invisible   fighting through your lack of empathy Dear self, you have been buried deep into your mind obsessing over the ways your dearests have failed you despite the unconditional love you give It is time to start recognising how you have failed yourself and fight for your own peace
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May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 4:44 AM UTC
Dear self
Everything is fine and everything is not twelve hours thats all it takes for this merry-go-round to complete a trip Now I am tired Everywhere is calm The toxins are taking over Ethanol flowing through my veins I can't make up a decent statement It is finally over I am weak I can sleep I feel peace I hope I am stronger next time
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 3:51 AM UTC
12 hours
Last week I promised myself to practice self love Wellness from inside out, Why am I lying in bed? Starving to death Convincing myself I am not hungry Last week I promised myself to build hope Think plans that make the future exciting, Why do I not see past this moment? Stuck in the present Living each pain over and over again Last week I promised myself to have a little faith To believe and trust in myself, Why am I convinced that I am no good? Weak and lazy Waiting for the pain to go without trying Last week I ran a bath to slit my wrists But the blade wasn't sharp enough. I only scarred myself Why is this feeling back Without a sight of faith, hope or self love?
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 6:05 AM UTC
Last Week
my life is tainted with toxicity some, I can not run away from others, I do not have the strength to now, I just live each day at a time not eager to see where this all leads
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 8:00 AM UTC
tainted
How do you see yourself from my eyes my tall, dark and handsome lover my strength when I am weak the light that pulls me out of a sunken place wouldn't it be beautiful if that was all there was But you don't see the veins under your eyes thirsty to unleash a rogue when teased a rogue that demands the admiration it does not give protecting its baby, your ego, with aggressive commands showing no mercy for all in its way until fed and satisfied I tease to ease the grim aura so what happens when I am all thats in the way  stuck with the responsibility to nurture and feed the rogue showering it with forceful respect and unwarranted apologies a dynamic you validate and see no fault with my history gives you confidence and insolence to believe that I can handle a shove from a lover because I have handled several fists from my brother forgiving my trespasses and outbursts to accommodate your impatient temper An unstable pain stuck with with your thirsty ego reminding myself that I deserve empathy and understanding you are my tall dark handsome lover but I have run out of the strength to nurture your baby  so I have to find the strength to walk away
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
My tall, dark, handsome lover
it is easy to love when you aren't loving yourself so many flaws that can't be overlooked in the pursuit of being and doing better love that ends up emptied into another soul the undermined power of this little factor is all that's needed to set boundaries to find a voice to build happiness   and hope for the future a power that is easily savoured and easy to get lost in its pursuit a pursuit that can turn into a wander with a deep compassionate soul a self taught power that has to be taken not gifted free and important but hard to master
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 1:01 PM UTC
The power of self-love
wandering is beautiful when rambled untroubled I wandered into your arms You anchored me with your love reminded me of the need for a pursuit You are beautiful I lose myself in you I open up my mind to you I let my soul mate with yours We are soulmates, its beautiful I share my darkest thoughts and desires This insight gives you the power I don't have The power to love me for my flaws a power I am yet to master you are stronger Now I run to you To tell me how to feel and interpret the jumbled mess I can't comprehend in this head of mine But there is only so much you can do Now I am furious irritated and hostile, cold to you for not showing me the compassion that I should have shown myself in the first place
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 7:01 AM UTC
cold
I take the first sip then take a deep breath A sigh of relief Reassurance of my comfort zone My head is quiet I feel alive I feel everything Everything feels great It's a few sips later I feel a pain, the pain Just under my right breast I am killing myself and I can't stop it
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
Sip of Death