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90 · May 2021
patience
fika May 2021
you asked me why didn’t we do this earlier

i’ve been loving you forever
and you never knew

until now
88 · Sep 2021
Self destruction
fika Sep 2021
I put all my worth into the hands of people
that don't know me
87 · Apr 2020
Growth
fika Apr 2020
i have watched the wild flowers
Grow
Grow
Grow
Grow
and bloom
just to start again
86 · Sep 2020
one day
fika Sep 2020
imagine
what it feels like to find
the One
85 · Oct 2020
outgrown
fika Oct 2020
i’ve outgrown you.
84 · Sep 2021
loss
fika Sep 2021
to you
i will always be a missed opportunity
83 · Apr 2020
me
fika Apr 2020
me
i want to be everything i'm not
and nothing that i am

but everything i am
is enough
83 · Mar 2020
delicate
fika Mar 2020
make love to me like we used to
touch me truly
heal me

- i need you
82 · Mar 2020
Retrospect
fika Mar 2020
Let me go back in time
Let me prepare for this heartbreak
Let me stand strong
For now I am Weak
81 · Aug 2020
note to self
fika Aug 2020
don’t let others take advantage of your vulnerability
80 · Jan 2022
Vague
fika Jan 2022
Love becomes blurry
When your lonely
80 · Apr 2020
perfect timing
fika Apr 2020
weakness is
living in the past
strength is
living in the present
living in the present is not easy
79 · Apr 2020
hollow
fika Apr 2020
i want to be everything i’m not
and nothing that i am
79 · Jun 2020
Shattered
fika Jun 2020
Two hearts broke tonight.
Yours,

But, you shattered
Mine.
77 · Sep 2021
mirror on the wall
fika Sep 2021
i bend over
and every inch of my spine
comes together
holding a body
that can barley be supported

i like when i look in the mirror
and my hip bones show

let me tell you
i’m so ******* hungry
i’m so angry
i’m so ******* tired
76 · Jul 2020
home
fika Jul 2020
it felt like home
in your arms again
my heart is healing
62 · Mar 2020
Rain
fika Mar 2020
The sky cries for you
Let it pour.

Tears of joy.
Tears of misery.
45 · Mar 2020
somber seasons
fika Mar 2020
the world is growing inside me
a flower is blooming on a beautiful day
in a few months the sky will become grey
causing my flower to wither away
i ask myself
why can’t it stay
i hope that one day
i can pick my flower
place it in a vase  
water it
and let it grow
i hope that one day
for me
another flower will blossom my way

i forced the seasons to change
i made my flower wither away.

i am the Storm.
i am the Sun.
This poem is about a women who is pregnant and her baby has birth complications and she has an abortion. This explains the struggle and emotional pain women face everyday.

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