My sweet little son
You are quite an active one
I feel your small feet kick inside me
Every night when I sleep, every morning after I eat.
Completely unexpected but such a treat. I wait for you to grow and enter this earth, just 4 months until your birth. Waiting to see who the little human I created will be.

Narcissistic is not just a toxic relationship with your boyfriend of one year. It can be a parent, a friend, a cousin or someone you love, dear.

  It's when they give up their own responsibilities to depend on you for money, childcare or a ride in the car. If you confront them. Your luck won't go very far.

  You'll belittle you over one little mistake like not washing a dish or leaving a crumb on the table. Restrict you from friends, lovers, family because they're you're parent, partner or whatever it is the label.

   You'll be made to feel unworthy and treated like trash. Take pride in authority as you become their slave. Every peer will be brought up to hate you and you'll be the highlight to bash.  

  You'll be trapped, items will be stolen from you, they'll hurt your children, you will be framed and blamed for what you didn't do. Call the police, tell a friend or relative. But no one will believe it because they've manipulated everyone but you!

  A pretty face or kind demeanor is the who they appear. Your peers will becoming sheep to their lies with words such as " I'm a person of God" and many hoaxed stories to tell. Cross them, your life will become the fifth layer of hell.

  When confronted they fabricate it with lies such as " I do this for you" when you get no benefit from the deed. You can argue with them all day, but refuse to take heed.

  They will monitor your activities, making you feel like a juvenile. "You can't use this no longer" and send you miles away to do so. You'll never be good enough for their home. Wait for an escape for quite a while.

  You can bend over backwards for this said person and nothing will be good enough. Clean their home! Give them money, drive them to work, love them with soul. Their hatred for you never grow old.

  You are nothing but an object. You are free ***, an ATM, a chance to get drunk or high, or a tax return. You'll be nothing but inheritance or sympathy when or if you die.

    When you finally escape this slavery. You will have scars, passing the neighborhood where it happened, hearing their name in a conversation, or coming across something they gave you long ago. If anything, celebrate your bravery!

  You escaped such a harsh time, you stood up for yourself when it cost everything. You are living life without the person you thought you'd die without. You are a warrior without a doubt.

The world turns to gray as dearest memories never fade away.

They ask you why you speak less just to tell you to shut up. Wonder why you eat less after they call you fat. Call you a loner while shutting you inside the house. Insult the work you do then complain that you do nothing for them. No one can live two different ways so make up your mind and let people live.

They say my life is over, I think it has just begun, needing to prepare for my little one.

If I gave you earth, you'd pollute it.
If I gave you the ocean you'd freeze it
If I gave you land you'd plow through it.
Just how I give you love and you neglect it.

Who are you to tell us how we think? You are not capable of reading our thoughts. That's you  projecting your self hate onto us.

Memories are like an object that someone left behind. You have the choice to either throw it away, burn it or place it on a shelf to look at every now and again but please don't hold onto it forever.

In my eyes you had potential, but to you I was nothing more than a phone number and an option to bypass. Like a little bird, I let you go but you never came back.

I look in the mirror and I see an older face, a thinner body and different hair. But the same emotions stay in place as I try not to care.

One day you'll wake up and whatever is hurting you now won't phase you any longer. Look forward to that coming day.

There are many reasons why I don't sleep at night. But I lay in bed comfortably with gratitude that you're no longer in my life.

People are ****** to death by being gay or transgender or for marrying someone who their  parents did not arrange for them to marry. Girls are sold into *** slavery or worse forced to be submissive to their ****** or to be married to them.  Men, women  are killed for being Christians or are in hiding from their prosecutors. Children live on the streets eating garbage trying to provide for their youngest sibling because their parents had died. people  die every day by speaking out against something they believe in, you have the opportunity for free speech. Tell me how the government doesn't provide enough for you, how mistreated you are by men. You think you're so "oppressed" look at the world around you.

Being a bully in today's world is not someone who harasses you. It is those who tell the truth. Our generation is so coddled, preventing people from being hurt. Surrounding yourself with fake friends while your parents are too scared to say anything as well. Living in your own world is all fun and games, until someone comes along and is honest. Then it falls apart. Facts do not vanish when your emotions are on display.

Leave me alone with a pen and I can do many things like write a world of my own.

They say if you're poor, your lazy. Tell that to the elderly working minimum wage jobs, yeah I know ****'s crazy. Get a Master's degree just to end up working at starbucks, needing experience to work a low level job. We can all strive for success were all just getting robbed. When in need of a place, you need to make 3 times the rent, when we're only paid 11.50 or less and they wonder why millions are sleeping in tents. College professors are eligible for food stamps, while their CEO is eating up their salary. If I had to paint a picture more clear, it would be in an art gallery. Helping the poor is being put on a 4 year waiting list, government aid you can hardly live off of while the rest are just praying the Lord above. Having to apply to live in a shelter for limited time for people who carry less than a dime. I can say no more. A simple solution, we could only wish for. Now it's just a fight to the top, to make your living situation as solid as a rock.

Drowsy all the time, my breast feel as if they have been punched, after my nap I'm going to consume my third lunch. People asking why aren't I married? Or what will I name this child I carry. Some frown upon me, most jump with glee, they're so lucky that they do not get up 5 times a night just to ***. I lay in my bed with mild cramps in my tummy, craving everything down to mayo and cheese yummy! Friends and family get annoyed with my hormones because I like to **** and moan. I constantly drink because my throat is dry as they ask me " how did you let this happen and why?" The answer to the question is that I am responsible for what I've done and there is no reason for me to cover it up and run.

In life you're going to get dumped, cheated on, rejected, friend zoned and used. We don't live in a world full of rainbows and butterflies. People **** and that's just the way it is. Stop saying that you're "too scared to love" grow up, take risk and get over yourself. Life is going to offer struggles before you can receive something greater.

At one moment, my life was a rose. Crumbled in the hands of greed only to recover naturally as it grows beneath the weeds.

If you're not over your ex, don't get in a new relationship. If you just want *** and no commitment then say so! Are feeling uncomfortable with a person? Tell them! Honesty is the key to making everyone happy instead of wasting your and another's time with lies and false hopes. And forcing yourself into something you're clearly not ready for.

I don't deserve respect because I am a woman, I want respect for being a person. I am not entitled to my gender only to common sense.

Everyone wants someone to look up to but sometimes we idolize the ones who look down upon us.

It has been hard to let go you know. Brushing off everything like wind and snow. Even after all the drugs, and jail, thinking you'd come back to your old self. You slip my feet out from under the rug, and again you fail. Coming around trying to make me think you want to be a Dad, my bad! I thought wrong, you're a fake. On my own is where I belong, make up your mind for Christ sake! I'm Fred in a ****** Doo episode, uncovering your mask, you're an ******* all long. I was always there for you, never even had to ask, I gave you chances you didn't deserve, all you've ever done was kick us to the curb. I now say goodbye to you. Have fun in another city! I hope you regret your actions, that were nothing but ******.