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Catch me in free-fall
A medicated safety net

I wear my diagnosis
          Major Depressive Disorder
Like a scarlet letter

Existing on an island
          Between crazy and calm
          Lost and found

Pills Pills Pills
Pull me out of obscurity
So I can begin to forget.
 May 2016 Ashley Nicole
ryn
Older
 May 2016 Ashley Nicole
ryn
My mirror hangs stoic,
as silently it absorbs all it could with unbiased eyes.
All it receives under the day's sun.
Yet it never stores...
Not memories recent...
Not images perceived from the distant past...

My mirror
exists in the now.
It gives me only the present.
It reveals unequivocally the ground
upon which I stand.
It divulges only in the brutal and honest truth.
The kind of truth photographs could never tell.

Today it showed me what I've been seeing
with eyes half shut.
It showed me that,
I am older now.
Older than I was yesterday.
Older than I was a second ago.

Every wrinkle told a silent tale.
Every tale left quiet scars.
Every scar sang requiems of past mistakes.
And every mistake costed me my youth.

My mirror showed me that...
I'm older now because I've learnt much.
And I'm learning much more
because I'm older now.
An old photograph of myself inspired this.
Craving your luscious lips right next to mine.
Reminiscing the moment when we experienced Cloud Nine.
It began with a French kiss, then biting your hard *******,
That further progressed to smacking your buttocks, creating small ripples.
  
As our clothes depart, we escalated the ****** tension with every touch we had marked.
Passion so intense, penetrating ever so deep;
We grasped the feeling of ecstasy till that moment when we couldn’t breathe.
Experiencing love and bliss that felt like an eternity…
  
How fortunate were we to experience the alignment of our souls unbound.
Till the moment we parted ways, leaving memorable traces so profound.
  
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
I stopped fearing the night
When I realized
The darkness was
*Inside me
Inspired by Joker's Quote.
Becoming human does not require
Writing sad or dark poetry.
Rather, it requires rejoicing
Amongst the darkness
That can so easily
Encapsulate us all.
 Apr 2016 Ashley Nicole
LB Parker
We lay beneath the sky
And make our
own constellations
Shaping the world
The way that we
Wish it could be
With love, kelsey
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It is always nice to know that you're not alone
but








It is also awful to know that they feel what you feel.
 Apr 2016 Ashley Nicole
Qijoty
Build altars to gluttonous self care, putting your wants and desires before that of your oppressors.  Sing songs to your plump heart, overflowing with love and fed with abundance.  Screech and cackle and shout with womb and belly shaking laughter.  Never doubt the effectual magnitude of your magic.
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