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Kimmy Sep 21
SPEAK

As I wake up to the morning sun
I hope my nightmare won't be true
But my nightmare is not a dream
And now I don't know what to do

I know no matter how hard I try
I can't change what has happened
But if I try to keep it all inside
It's only me that I am trappin'

Everything feels like it's falling apart
And all the work I've done, for not
Now there's a crater in my heart
That you left in there to rot

It's all coming back again
All the hurt from my past is here
I don't want to do this all again
And not a thing at all is clear

I will not stay silent, no I won't!
I will speak what's on my mind
I will not crawl inside my hole
I will fight for what is mine

I cannot sleep it all away
I can't hide from everyone
I have to go through everyday
As I wake up to the morning sun

Kimmy
I myself have a hard time to let go of my past and what has happened, I’m truly trying to let go and go through every day , I have to
Kimmy Aug 10
I wake up in the morning and I already feel as I have failed.  And I know it’s confusing for
You and it doesn’t look like I have done a single thing . But please know that sometimes fighting looks a little different for me. Sometimes failure doesn’t require action, it only requires that I moved in my mind And my minds not impressed with what I did ,
I hate to reduce my depression down to an   hypothetical illusion inside my head , because it’s more than that, and much heavier . But if I somehow can make you understand half the reason why  I can’t move from my bed today , then maybe I’ll be one step closer to breathing a little easier . If I can somehow share what it’s like to be in my mind, then I’m one step closer to being liberated of it. Maybe if I can make you comprehend why I feel like a failure when i haven’t done a single
Thing your understanding will somehow set me. Free
Something I wanna say when pple close to me just don’t understand depression, it’s not a mood that a walk or a nap will cure, it’s more serious ,
Kimmy May 12
I had always been in a relationship, so being alone wasn’t something I was used to.. when I wasn't with someone
I became the one thing I realized that I feared the most........  ALONE
I had always chased love, not because I always found the person to be irresistible or appealing, but because I didn’t want to be alone.
I sacrificed what I really wanted because of my subconscious fear of facing life without someone.
It’s those defining moments in life that changes  not only you, they can change your entire future as well.
I never had to face myself because I was wrapped up in someone else all the time..
And now, as I looked in the mirror, I realized that I didn’t know the woman staring back at me..
At least not in the way I should.
Sure, I knew the basics of what I liked and didn’t like, but I didn’t really know the answers to all the hard questions.
I knew who I was..but only through the eyes of others- not because I knew and loved myself.
What made me truly happy?
Where was my joy?
Did I do the things that filled up my soul?
I had spent all my time and energy on other people instead of focusing on me.
A single tear welled up and rolled down my cheek as I stared in the mirror.
I had never truly loved and found myself because I was busy trying to love people that didn’t deserve me..
And more importantly, I would never be able to accept real and lasting love until I learned to love myself first.
It’s a hard place to be when you finally understand that you’ve neglected your own self love and happiness for so long..
But that stops now.
I’m tired of choosing love because I’m lonely..
No, I want love to choose me because I’m happy..and because it’s what I want.
That they are who I want, not just who I’m settling for to not be alone.
No more dead end men and kissing frogs that pretend to be princess just because I’m scared to be alone.
No, I’m going to chase a different kind of love now..
The type that won’t let me down, that’ll always be there and will always be worth it in the end.
The kind of love that is genuine, passionate and respectful- one that I’m proud to call my own.
I’m going to spend my days making my heart happy and my nights fulfilling my soul.
It’s time I changed my life..most of all, starting with me.
I’m going to do more than fall in love with being alive..
I’m going to fall in love with the person that I should have loved a long time ago..
The best love story of all: with myself.
That’s the happily ever after I’ve always deserved..
And now, I got this..
I don’t know where I’m going or how to get there, but I’ll find my way-
One step at a time.
❤❤❤
Found this poem I wrote 5 years ago, I’m married now and have definitely paid more attention to myself !
Kimmy Jul 2022
She has two faces.
One face that she shows the world, loved ones, and in public.
The smiling one.
The happy, friendly, and talkative one.
The confident one full of laughter and positivity.
The face that everyone is used to.

The second face is the real face.
The one she tries not to show anyone.
The face behind closed doors, when she's alone away from the world, in the security of her own emotions that she doesn't want to show anyone else or have to explain them.
It's exhausting trying to look happy and like nothing is bothering you.
The face that stares off at nothing or patterns on the floor or drapes.
The face that cries in the shower, in bed, car rides alone, cries sitting on the couch, or doing things around for house.
The sad face that stares back at her in the mirror and looks nothing like she used to be.
Well to her anyway. Others say she looks the same. The face that looks strong to the people she knows, but is really just shards of broken glass inside.
Yes, the girl that was there for everyone, and strong for others...is now split into two.
Two faces, one broken spirit.
She can't bear the losses.
It feels like a chapter of a wonderful book closed never to be open again.
All she has are memories and visions in her head that she plays over and over.
Nothing is the same to her.
Everything is different. She can't cope with daily life, her Doctor said. So she writes to help herself, and she has her two faces.
What's funny is, the sad face is the face worth a thousand words underneath in the depths of complexity.
While the happy face full of laughter, love, positiveness, and fun...is a straight shooter."-
Everyday life I am constantly changing my masks
Kimmy Aug 2021
I am writing this letter  knowing that you will never get to read it . There are things I need to hear myself say to you . First, I am going to tell you that you were lucky. You are a man who was able to violate the trust

You were able to cause pain and suffering in a child’s life and just  move on without any repercussions.
The destruction you caused was a mere chapter in your life. I know that you deny what you did to me when talking to others,

but you cannot pretend with me.
I am the one you violated.
I am the one you betrayed.
I am the one who remembers
. You cannot run away from me or God.
We know the truth
, no matter what you tell others
or say to yourself.
When I first met you 6 years ago.
You were so easily able to still deny what you did even though you knew i knew what you did duane!.

When that chapter in your life was over, and you couldn’t touch me again, you moved on. But your actions had a huge impact on the rest of my childhood.
Your actions gave me anger that a child/adolescent should never have to feel.
You gave me fear that only children who have been traumatized have.
You gave me nightmares every night for years
I would wake up screaming in terror, trying to escape the monster in my dream that, even at a young age, I always knew was you.

You trampled my trust for any man or boy to enter my life.
You gave me a temper that led me to harm others as well as myself.
Due to your actions, I suffer with depression couple of times  almost led me to end my own life
For years after your new life began, I struggled to keep the only one I had.

Even when times seemed to be good, a simple trigger would give me a flashback,
sending me right back to when and where all the fears began.
You took away my childhood.
You took away my mother’s chance to play and have fun with her only daughter during what was supposed to be a happy, free and playful time in her  life
You took away my chance to have what other kids have,
a protective,
loving,
supportive
and respected father

You took away my time to learn and develop respectful and appropriate relationships with others.
You left a child with nothing but
fear
anger
confusion
to grow and develop with
To this day, at 35, I still am trying to learn about what makes an appropriate and healthy relationship between a husband/wife,
father and child
I am still trying to figure out
if I will ever be able to decipher
a good man,
from one like you.
You did not just ****** your daughter until she was 5,
you damaged her entire life in ways that you cannot even begin to, and never will,
understand.
Sadly, you are not the only man to do this, or something like it to his child
But I want you to know that I came out on this positive, compared to what could have happened,

All my life I went to church with my adopted family . Every Sunday. I remember always sitting there not wanting to be there. I was mad and confused on why he did this to me. Years after I was still holding that anger towards God. 
Then one day recently actually I was sitting out side . It was dark and stars and the quiet all around me was what I needed. I realized I never thanked God for saving me when he did..  I was so angry with him I forgot he was the savior in my situation. I used always think what would I be like if I ended up staying with you guys. I dont think I would of survived. So I thank God every night as well as apologizing to him for all the anger. 

He is now showing me how to be strong, move on, learn and use the feelings I had about my situation to drive me in a better direction.
The Lord showed me how to save myself from you , However, I believe that these goals have been decided on because I have developed something that others might not have.
I have experience in this type of trauma. I have passion needed to make a difference in the lives of other children who are being put through what you did to me.
I also have the intelligence needed to out-smart anyone who gets in my way of protecting those kids from people like you. They deserve a chance like I had to overcome.

There is one more thing that makes me different from anyone else who has been violated in such a way.
I have forgiveness.
the Lord ,is  showing me how to forgive you But hear me when I say, do not be mistaken. I do not forgive you because I feel  you deserve another chance. People like you do not change I firmly believe that you would harm another defenseless little girl.
I dont  forgive you because I feel you had been punished enough. The only way I would feel that justice had been served would be if you were in prison for life,  I do not forgive you because time healed all my  wounds. My scars are still very much there and I will always struggle, to some degree, with what you did to me.

I forgave you for myself and myself only, It is because the
anger,
fear
sadness
are a distraction
It's  something I do not deserve to have. I let the pain and suffering you caused me run my life and love for 25 years and that was too long. Itsx time to let that all go and find the emotions and feelings that truly make up who I am deep inside.
All those feelings I have  towards you, as well as the ones you made me feel towards myself,
were like a blanket covering the real me. I forgave you to find myself,
and I have.
You deserve no credit for this
. You are lucky. Your child survived a traumatic experience and violation by you, her father,
and came out an
amazing,
smart,
driven,
kind
beautiful woman.
However, you do not get to claim me and my success. I did this on my own, (but in the beginning with the help from adopted family My anger towards you however is gone. I wasted too much time and energy on you and I learned to put it towards fixing what you broke. Now that I have, I feel you should know what you caused as well as the result.

You broke me, and ruined my childhood, but you will not have my present or future. I welcome an apology from you. But do not think for a second that I will accepting
anything less than a true, honest-to-God and responsibility-taken, apology. Remember, I am smart enough to know the difference. If you do try for contact I will also require an apology from.  my mom. I deserve an apology, but  i will not hold my breath.  From the daughter you broke
Sorry if this caused any triggers for anyone.  Im so happy im finally able to start finding myself after all this time in pain
Kimmy Mar 2021
I've lost myself.
                I can't find who I use to be.
                Although I keep searching.
                 I can't look in the mirror,
             And see the old me any more.
                         I can only hide
                  And look into the eyes
                            I call mine  

                       I wonder alone.
                        Not by chance,
                         But by choice.
             There are people ,who love me,
               But I can't bring them down.
                      I'm a sinking ship,
                   A ticking time bomb.
             I'm just not sure when I'll
                                  drown  

                         Or finaly explode.
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                         I've lost myself.
                           I can't seem
                    to figure out who I am.
                       I thought I knew
                    but i am only defined
                            by a man.......
             I cry myself to sleep at night,
                      and ask"God why?"
               I make my share of mistakes,
                   but everyone only seems
                       to remember them.
                  I can't let go of my past,
                and I can't see my future.
                     Everyone says I'm
                      like an open book,
                      but can they read
                    the lines I've wrote?

                       I've lost myself.
                          I' smoke ***,
                        I do other drugs
                        and gotten used
                          to being numb.
                         I have taken pills
              only to wake up in the hospital
                          I told myself it
                        will all be okay,
              it's just a lie I have to say.
                I fake a smile everyday,
                   so no one will notice
                      I've gone astray.
           I fight the demons in my head,
                      but I'm a one man
                     army against many.
                        I can't tell you
                    I'll keep my promise,
                 when I know it will break.
                        I can't tell you
                          I'll be fine,
                        my mind isn't 
                        working right.
                       I can't tell you
                     that I'll be okay.

                       I've lost myself.
                    I can't understand
                           who I am, or
                          why I'm here.
                    I can't comperheand
                         why I'm alive,
                      or why I still breath.
                         I can't tell you
               I'll live to see another day
                when I know I  don't want to
                I can't tell you I love you,
            when I'm not sure how to love.
                        But I can tell you,
                     if I see you tomorrow.
                 That I survived another day
                     and I'm still here to stay.
                     But if I don't wake up
          it's because today and yesterday,
                    Have finaly broke me.
              Hopefully I can be finally free
Depression has hovered over my whole life and unfortunately these feelings come alot more than not ..
Kimmy Mar 2021
Im sorry for all the hell I put you through ,  I've given u away to the wrong person time and time again. Somehow you always find a way to love again.  I know you are hurting right now, so ill have to give u some time I cant feel anything sometimes so at least let me know your fine, you've been snatched from my chest to many times before , when you left me I cried my eyes out laying on the floor, but somehow you always found away back to me, as scared as you are im surprised you haven't given up on me yet , but don't worry I have now built a wall around you, just don't let my demons inside and surround you
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