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 Mar 2017 Sisilia
Willow-Anne
Abuse
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
Willow-Anne
They say that you've gone crazy
And that your mind is in the slum
When you repeat your actions
But you expect a new outcome

I never thought I was insane
Until the day that we first met
You fought me on every little thing
To the point where I got upset

I told you to leave me alone
But you fought me on that too
You said you were only joking around
And that you understood my view

I forgave but didn't forget
Until the next time it came up
We were at each other's throats again
And I wanted to just break up

"But love doesn't quit" you said to me
"You can't just walk away"
Suddenly I felt it was all my fault
And by your side I decided to stay

The fights grew closer and closer
And slowly got more intense
It got so bad that out in public
Strangers came to my defense

They say that you've gone crazy
And that your mind is in the slum
When you repeat your actions
But you expect a new outcome

They say that I've gone crazy
And I guess what they say is true
'Cuz no one seems to understand
Why I keep forgiving you
Hey there everyone, because of the subject of this poem I just wanna take a couple minutes to address abusive relationships and say it is okay to end a relationship that has become toxic and that you do not need to feel guilty about it. Never let the other person guilt trip you into staying with them if you don't feel safe/loved/etc. It is important to take your own needs and health into account. If your significant other is manipulating you/abusing you physically or mentally, or making you feel unsafe then please get out of the relationship and seek help if you need it. You do not deserve that, and I promise you the person is not worth the pain they are putting you through. It may seem hard, but I promise there is a world full of opportunities and people who want the best for you. Things get easier when you are out of toxic, abusive relationships.
Stay healthy and stay safe <3
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
Willow-Anne
She’s more fun when she is drunk
At least…until she’s not
Because she’s puking in the toilet
And regretting her last shot

She’s more confident when she’s drunk
Gorgeous and ready to score
Until she looks in a mirror
And feels even uglier than before

She likes herself more when she is drunk
Until that feeling goes away
When she is so far beyond gone
That her self-hatred comes out to play

She’s happier when she’s drunk
All her issues leave her brain
But they all come crashing back at once
And cause her so much pain

She likes the world more when drunk
It’s filled with so much good
Until one little thing sets her off
And she hates it all more than she should

She likes life more when she’s drunk
Her mind for once feels still
Terrified of losing that feeling
She soon wants to end things with a pill

But she can stop any time she wants
Or so she’d have you believe
Because alcohol makes her seem so happy
That is, until all her friends leave
Edit: (3/10/17) Oh my goodness! I haven't logged on in a couple of days and boy did I miss a lot!
I am doing my best to respond to all your messages and comments now! Sorry for the wait!
Thank you all so much for such an overwhelming amount of love and support <3 You guys are amazing
For those of you who struggle with addiction of any kind, hang in there, and I hope you all find the help and support you need <3
Best wishes to you all. And thank you again <3

Edit: (3/11/17)
Alrighty, so I just got a very long message that without going too into details accused me of poking fun at alcoholism with this poem. I would just like to be very clear that this poem was in no way inteaded to make fun of the illness that is alcoholism, and if it came off that way to anyone else, I am truely truely sorry. Words can not express that enough for I very much wished the opposite intent. Alcoholism (and addiction in general) is a very serious illness that I take very seriously. I sinceraly hope that anyone who is struggling with it gets the help they need and those of you who are in recovery, I am proud of you. Stay strong and continue to work towards it <3
Once again, my sincere apologies again to anyone who was offended.
Love to you all <3 - Willow-Anne
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
David Swinden
Her room is now empty, no longer here
The mother I love and hold so dear
She has moved out, into private care home
In this big empty house I now live alone
In her vacant bedroom there is a Jewelry box
On the table are her old winter socks
I open the box and take a peek inside
Trinkets and bracelets fill me with pride
Inside the box I find letters from her past
From dad saying our love will always last
Written in the 1940s he spent many years at sea
He fought for his country in the Merchant navy
So personal she kept them all these years
Her whole life in this box brings me near to tears
Her memories may be gone in Dementia she is lost      
I will forever treasure her life in this Jewelry box

David Swinden © 13/2/2017
I love you Mum forever
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
Akira Chinen
Equal, equality... It is not enough to think that all men, all people, are created equal.  For true equality to exist it must come at the constant strive and struggle to maintain equality among all.  Let not anyone fall down without being picked up, let no one go without shelter or food or kindness or compassion.  If we are able to help the less fortunate it is our responsibility to do so and those in need should never be meet with shame or guilt.  Life is not about fair or unfair and the only fate we should have to meet in this life is to give and receive love.  If we are not lifting one another we are not striving forward, if we are not attempting to meet eye to eye and heart to heart we are not holding hand to hand of brother to sister to mother to child to father to stranger to friend to push against the struggle of the great injustices that still exist in a world where there is no reason for them to exist at all.
Equality should no longer be a dream, it should not be a prayer dripping from our ****** lips with hands clasped with bruised knuckles.  We should not be kneeling on our broken knees anymore asking the sky to save us and shower us with the sweet promise of grace to one another.  We should be standing on our feet and moving forward as we lift and hold each other up in the earnest pursuit of true equality.  It is through acts of kindness and generosity and compassion and empathy that we find we are all human and we all suffer together and we are all in this struggle together.  It is within the beat of our hearts we can find the common thread that unites us all to love and it is with love we will find and keep equality.
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
nivek
intuition runs up and down your core
a whispered knowing deep
planted there before the beginning of time
a wand to wave, magic carpet ride
there are things that just are
and there is no getting away from them.
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
nivek
on message
 Mar 2017 Sisilia
nivek
Being on message
just who's voice of love
are you speaking for?

Throwing stones
never works
in the long run.
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