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Tsunami Dec 2017
Conform through the storm
But never change your form
No matter how broken
No matter how torn
No matter how much they hurt you
No matter if they may abandon
Or desert you
Never change your form

Love yourself enough to let go of anything that makes you feel less in life
It is not selfish to cut off toxic people or things that cause you pain or strife
Love yourself enough to believe that you are capable of achieving greatness
Love yourself enough to realize that you are wonderful
You are resilient
You are gracious
Be yourself and never trade in your identity just to be accepted
Never conform to society's norms just to be respected
Tsunami Dec 2017
Depression is when you feel nothing at all
Anxiety is when you feel entirely too much
It's like a constant wrestling match inside of my head
I'm ready to tap out, for I have had enough
I am bombarded by a cacophony of demonic voices inside of my head
Telling me that I am not good enough
Or that I am better off dead
"Get over it, stop feeling sorry for yourself" they say
Do you people really think that I like feeling this way?
In a state of general unhappiness or despondency
Depressed
Suffering from anxiety, sorrow, or pain
Distressed
On the inside I feel dead
I'm tired of people saying that it is all in my head
Sanity kissed me passing on depression
Who later became my new best friend
From feeling happy to angry to extremely sad
It's a reoccurring cycle that will never end
Depression doesn't come in waves
It feels like a whole ocean
And these days I'm drowning
In a deep sea of emotions
Tsunami Dec 2017
Some days I wish I was a kid again
Memories so sweet
Sugar coated with cinnamon
Used to spend all night watching orange cassette tapes
Tommy, Chuckie, Phil and Lil on their great escapades
Used to wish I had Max and Emmy's magic dragon scale
I always wondered what it was like being in a dragon tale
Imagination was all that I had
I used to talk to myself
People thought I'd gone mad
I always dreamed of palaces on pallets
I even fell down the rabbit hole a couple of times with Alice
I shut reality up and went straight to Dreamland
I was happy alone
I didn't need a friend
It was easier being a kid
Oblivious to all of the struggles that my mother hid
I know it will never be the same
It's crazy how fast things change
I wish I could go back in time
Back when everything was alright
Stay young at heart always..Have childlike curiosity & imagination at every age .. What a gift!
Tsunami Dec 2017
Blooming in the heart of the sky
Gentle and free
Like a vibrant butterfly
You're a gladiolus
Supreme in it's strength
And you're so beautiful
You're heaven sent
You're gracious
A melanin queen
Your smile is like diamonds
At the bottom of a clear stream
You are the moon and the sun
Your laughter is infectious
And your presence feels like a warm embrace
You have an aura so luminous
It brightens up my world on my cloudiest days
  Nov 2017 Tsunami
Ni
That day you picked up that paint brush,
and splattered all of the blacks,
the grays,
the blues all over me.
You painted until there was none of me left,
I was completely covered,
but see you thought you were simply protecting me from you
when in reality you were ruining
me.
and I wasn't going to stop you.
Tsunami Nov 2017
Golden girl, your beauty reminds me of dawn  
Like the flowers blossom
Golden girl, you are radiant  
Didn't you know that you were awesome?
Don't be afraid to shine
You are beautiful and oh so divine
Golden girl, your soul is luminous
You are pure magic
If you can't see that
Then that's tragic
Even on the days you don't feel your magic
Your magic still sparkles within
Love yourself when the world doesn't
Feel comfortable inside of your skin
Let me tell you a secret
There is no definition of beauty  
Because beauty is within you
So, hold your head up
Smile bright
And keep a positive attitude
Who is Golden girl?
Golden girl is me, Golden girl is you
And we can do anything we put our minds to
  Nov 2017 Tsunami
Ni
You helped me see the world with color,
when everything around me seemed to be gray.
My laughter I heard that didn't mean anything for a long time
finally had a purpose.
And I promised myself
that I wouldn't let you control the colors that were
painted on my canvas.
But the thing is,
I handed you the paintbrush,
waiting to see what beautiful thing you would draw for me,
and beautiful it was.
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