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Sad Girl Jan 2023
I am safe.
My story is being re-written.
That is no longer my life.
I am holding the wounded parts of myself.
Though, I may be wounded; I cannot forget that I am a warrior. I am not alone; my guides are always with me. They have always been watching over me.

The hands that could not hold me while they walked this earth are guiding me now. They are holding me. No person in my life now, was brought into it without a purpose. Nothing is coincidence.

This has been a test to see if I will fold under pressure, Out of fear and illusion,
created by the shadows of my past.
I was raised in a family that loved,
But didn’t always know how to show it. God, did they love.

I grew up in a family that didn’t
know how to offer support because
they didn’t know how to ask for it. I grew up taking care of myself
And thinking that I could trust no one,
other than myself.

The first hands that were made to carry me in this life were made into fists, and at other times, Used to shush or shoo me away. I’m not used to receiving. The list of things I have trouble receiving could go on, but I’m getting better.

I wince and pull away a little less
when someone offers me a hand to hold.
I shrug a little less and learn to graciously bow my head when someone gives me a compliment. I let others help me lift instead of shooing their hand away and saying “I got it!” - most days -

I try to take people at face value instead of convincing myself that there’s a hidden agenda,  ulterior motives, so to speak.
I give effortlessly; I don’t expect any return on my investments, just the acknowledgment that I lacked in my youth.

My spirit is humble, although, I may not always show it. I am vulnerable- not weak, not a detriment to myself.
My shadows want to convince me that I am all of those things.

I don’t consider the darkness I have experienced; something to grow from, but something to embrace. Something to make peace with, innerstand, balance and then transmute into creation. I will be rewarded for all that I have been through, I deserve it.

With blood on my hands and scars on my skin, I fought tooth and nail, through dirt and brimstone, through hellfire and rain. I am reborn again and again. I am cleansed and purified. There is nothing that can break me.

So with a smile, I proudly walk through the valley of the shadow of death. I am guided and anointed. I planted seeds and manifested. I will receive the fruits of my labor as I lay in green pastures.
I will have a plentiful meal prepared for me at a table amongst those who have harmed me and wished me ill.

I will welcome them to join me because no child will be left behind, no mouth or belly will go hungry in my presence, for I serve God’s purpose, The purpose of truly, unconditional love. For the good of all and to the harm of none.

I will call my enemy, my brother and remember that source forgives. I will remind them that they are forgiven. I will build homes where bridges have been
burned to create gallows and hanging posts. We will all move to calmer waters together.

I am love.
I am support.
I am the sun and the stars I pray to.
My passion is ignited and my light cannot be dimmed. My abundance is on the way and I am so blessed. As we are one, know that the same is true for you. And so it is.
Sad Girl Jan 2023
Action - reaction 🪦
Action - reaction
Does this bring you satisfaction?
Slice myself in such a fashion
Can you feel that? Not a fraction.

You could care less
how you make people feel
Pushing buttons and turning wheels.
watch stories unfold as you run the reel-
So much happiness to steal.

Misery blanket- pass it on!
Share your misery, then be gone
Let it encompass those you’ve wronged
Your ignorance present, remaining headstrong.

Do you know how far it goes
when you pull from above -
to drag down below
Wrapping me up
in the hatred you’ve sewn
Cocoon me in feelings I think I’ve outgrown.


Gather in comfort
to watch the premiere
of denial and lies,
Of pain and fear.
I’ll provide complimentary
in depth commentary
for those who are confused
and those who are wary.

The act contains violence
and furthermore silence
from the ones who cause pain
and drive the victims insane.

A malevolent force
from an outside source
is attacking this being
on the screen you are seeing.

This production contains gore
and tears on the floor.
If this is something
you cannot endure
Then, please, leave quickly
and use the backdoor.
If you do not like this film
and choose to deplore
Write us a letter don’t
cause an uproar.

The writer does not
much care for the viewers
They will take your opinions
and roast them on skewers.

So if there something
that you detest-
write it to your journal,
that would be best.

© KD
1/10/2021
Sources message 📿
Life is NOT A MOVIE

👁🧿
Their ego is dangerous to your mental health
It’s not confidence, it’s arrogance masquerading insecurity

Fear:
doesn’t know what it means to love, could never love you.
Sad Girl Dec 2022
How can this be my purpose
When all it does is hurt this

Body
Mind
And soul
It leaves me filled with holes

I fill them as I can
with nature
Self-nurture
(sometimes man)

Confusion
Illusion
A ******* contusion

Hematoma
when I smell your aroma

Therapy
When you stare at me

But you turn away
And run astray
We’ll get it together
One of these days

When I feel winded
I often pray
But I agreed to this, so
What can I say?

When it feels unbalanced
and filled with malice

A purpose
A purpose
Feeling so worthless
Evenly matched
Picked at and scratched

Mean what you say
Say what you mean
Feeling *****
Feeling unclean

Not good enough
But better than others
Though, if I were to share this,
You’d surely feel smothered

I cannot lecture you
I’m not your mother
So I just laugh and accept
all of the others

Sisters and mixtures
with brothers, oh brother
So many energies
And connections to discover
Are you keeping your body safe?
I wonder

To share with me
Feels like a fee
So you hold yourself back
Which gets me out of whack

Feeling a lack
Of reciprocal energy
Which leads my brain
to make you an enemy

Someone who doesn’t
have my interest at heart
Best or worst,
So it feels like a farce

Am I a “Goddess?”
Or a business asset
I’m multidimensional
I embody many facets

A key to your success
That you dare not undress
I claim no ownership
But it’s me, you possess,

I overthink as I watch you process
the attention from others
So I lay them to rest

If I had a backbone
I could detest
You treat me so opposite
from the energy you express

Maybe you’re protective
of energies that threaten me
Or maybe it would hurt you
if someone else slept with me

I intend to heal,
never cause pain
But this holds me back
Which I cannot sustain
So I must refrain
And soon after, reframe

You came into my life and
Nothing was the same
I can’t allow connections
to drive me insane
I cannot wait around
Until your greatness is ordained

Distracting yourself
During separation
Is the very thing that caused you
Your spiritual castration

This may seem harsh
But the truth comes from spirit
And I’ve seen this before
So I can’t bare to hear it

I’m praying for your strength
Against all odds and towers
I hope to find you someday
When you step into your power

For now I must move
in a different direction
While you make collections
That stunt your *******

When you see the truth
You’ll campaign for your election
I can only hope that by this time
You’ve really learned some lessons

I refuse to be nothing more
than the latest obsession
I hope that you can give me more
As it pertains to affection

And mental stimulation
And physical elation
She needs exhilaration
To fulfill her spiritual gestation

Repressing your emotions
And avoiding heart experiences
Shirking your adherence
Because you are in fear of it
Separates us from our path

And so you’ll miss out
But I cannot sit with you
As you fill us both with doubt
I’m banging the proverbial door
Searching
Searching
for something more

Somewhere
someone
something else
Who cares about me
and my health,
Not my wealth

Whether financial or spiritually
I’m looking for abundance
That will help me feel free

Caught up in this purpose
I find my self stagnant
I’m locking up my heart again
Before you can stab it

And unexpected turn
That makes my stomach churn
I hope we both find
What it is that we yearn
I’m cutting out anything
that blocks my discern

Sorry if you find me
To be cold or stern
I’m often a mystery
Sometimes I’m subliminal

I’m find that this purpose
has kept me quite liminal
I hope for the best
While you give me the minimal

Forgive me if my words
Are seemingly cynical
You have me in an energy
I don’t yet understand
But I refuse this while
I stand on remand

A purposeful purpose
Got lost in the circus
When you find your truth
The love will resurface.
Sad Girl Dec 2022
You were the very first,
-not the last-
Certainly not the worst.

I said I, simply, wouldn’t
I knew that I “shouldn’t“
I certainly couldn’t.
Right? I couldn’t, shouldn’t, wouldn’t!

I’m learning that I’m ready
For the unknown and unsteady
No matter what I say,
My body just won’t let me.

I try to walk away but my heart
Wanders astray
And comes straight back to you
No matter what I do

What does this all mean?
When I’m with you,
it’s so serene
The feelings are surreal
And sometimes quite obscene

A delayed reaction
To my dissatisfaction
Results come in slowly
While the universe holds me

I try not to unravel
As I run around and travel
Dig my toes into the gravel
While my writers brain plays scrabble

Im so confused,
Sometimes I feel so used,
Yet you haven’t asked for much
I just gift you such and such

Not a people pleaser
But an Angel who is eager
To bring you all the blessings
While you warrant me life lessons

I’ve never said, no way before
And found myself longing for more
I’ve told you more than once
What I can’t seem to enforce
But if I fight the flow,
Will I find myself off course?

My body and my heart are very conflicted
I feel so free, yet highly restricted
My head tells my heart, it should take a step back
My heart tells my head that it must be cracked

Utterly insane to assume I have control of things
When I’m around you, my insides, they are smoldering
I feel at home, although- somewhat- neglected
I want to reach out but I fear the rejection

You’re hot, then you’re cold
You’re sweet, then you’re sour
I could watch you switch back and forth
Hour after hour

I have to be careful of what comes at a detriment
I can’t help but love you,
Debates are irrelevant
I won’t be taken advantage of
But I am no president
To dictate the rules
on what is
and is NOT “cool”

I just want to be
And at that, to be free
Though,
I’d like it if you chose to be
free here with me

Your vision is clouded,
so the truth that you cannot see
Is that your abundance comes when you give love and receive
That vulnerable love that you won’t let others know of
It’s the only thing stopping you from that which you seek
You aren’t shy, but your emotions are meek
And it’s hard for me to wait as I’m reaching my peak

But patience is key and the timing is prudent
Every day there are shifts, I’m the teacher and the student
I won’t miss any lesson and I won’t shirk any test
When we reach the destination where we all find our rest

I can only hope to say that our journey was masterful
And leaves an impression, long-lasting and classical
Complex and harmonious, infinitely inspiring
The journey will be heartfelt soon, and one day, less tiring

The first, not the worst
Not the future, not the past
Just the right here, right now
That I’d really like to last
The first peace of mind I’ve received in a while
Letting go of old narratives and healing my inner child
Letting out my primal instincts
Diving into the wild
Come to think of it,
I’ve found a genuine reason to smile

Take it or leave it,
The feeling still stays
Turbulent coasting
In all areas GRAY
Getting out of my boxes
And into your psyche
I took a peak inside,
And what I see? “Me likey.”

Thanks for all the lessons,
and the progress and the growth
Sorry for the times that it’s triggered us both
I’ve shared pain and gratitude
in the most calm, collected way.
And I’m grateful for this journey- and you-
Each and every day.
Sad Girl Dec 2022
Neglected
Abandoned
Used
Unamused

Abused
Refused
Recoil
Obtuse

Toil
Recluse

Excuse
After
Excuse

After
Blame
And
Reframed

Misuse
Of my fruits

The truth is plain to see
It’s you, not  me

I expected more
Than to feel like a cheap *****
To be thrown to the floor
Like a rag - nothing more
I’ve been here before
Not much left to explore
Just feelings that I abhor
Feeling low and unadorned
I often feel shame,
I often feel scorned
I told myself I’d stop this
Yet, here I am forlorn
Not to toot my own horn,
But I know I deserve more
After what I have seen here
There’s no reason to Implore

A burning and a yearning
I’ll never collect my earnings
The passion isn’t here
And this fills me with fear
What is coming next,
Will I always be so vexed?
Crying to myself
while they put me on a shelf
Falling to my knees because I’m so eager to please
This is what they see
An opportunity to seize
When I ask for what I want,
nothing more than a sneeze
It’s my fault you won’t love me,
the way that I request
It’s certainly not you,
you’re doing you’re best
Chalk it up to I’m “too loud”
because you can’t find the words- too proud-
If you ask me, it’s a cosmic joke
You came here only to provoke
I suppose it’s just a lesson learned
Embarrassed that I can’t discern  
I learned this lesson once before,
But somehow I’ve forgotten
I’m not sure where to go from here
But I hope it’s where I’ve NOT been.
History repeats in cycles
I have clouded vision
I need to shake you off of me
and get back to my mission
I look for love in all of the wrong places
And become fond of people and their faces
But when they show me the facts
I need to take a few steps back
Try hard not to - too- 2 react
But I’m full of heat and it’s discipline I lack
Your demeanor begs that I cut you slack
When I feel I am being attacked
I don’t know how to remedy this
So I bite back tears as I clench my fists
To you, only your own trauma exists
So I should be more careful when taking these risks
Sad Girl Oct 2022
I’ve been learning how to take care of him the way he needs to be taken care of…

Everyone’s is different.
Mine has abandonment issues because his parents were absent.
He likes to be in control and has strong boundaries.
He doesn’t quite know how he feels about public displays of affection yet,
He doesn’t ever want to come off as weak in front of others.
On the contrary, if you touch someone else in front of him,
He gets very jealous and he’s quick to show it.
He’s quite a fireball.
He doesn’t like to sit still and is all about movement!
He likes to run and jump and play.
He’s temperamental.
Sometimes he gets anxious.
Sometimes he scratches me.
Sometimes I find that playful and I don’t mind.
Sometimes he gets angry and we have to take space away from each other.
At other times he is very clingy and affectionate.
I love the moments that I get to spend with him like this.
He loves nature and he loves to be outdoors.
He loves getting *****, especially in the garden.
His hair is medium long and dark like the night sky.
His eyes light up my world.
He loves the way that I sing to him.
We take a lot of naps together.
He loves cuddles when nobody else is around.
He is his most gentle, sweet, authentic self in those moments.
He reminds me that I am loved.
I could spend forever just looking into those eyes,
the way that he holds eye contact when he is at home with me.
I love him passed his flaws and the roughness and he sees me
for the loving, caring, nurturer that I am.
We are so different from each other and somehow so alike.
We just get each other.
I will always love him, even when others don’t.

This was a story about my rescued cat, did it trigger anything for you?
Sad Girl Oct 2022
Waiting
So long
Endlessly
Fear
Pulsating
Absolutely falling apart
Am I weak?
Maybe
In the knees
For you

I can’t stop dripping when I think of you
Writhing in pain
Longing to be touched
Gasping for air
Thick
Hot
Suffocating air

I can’t get enough
Not one finger
Not two
Every single inch
All of it
All of you

Devoured

*******
Tied down

Candles all around
Begging
Panting
Crying

Just water
All over
Swimming in it
Emotions
And oceans
Of your sweat
My sweat
And then some

Waves
Heat
Passion
Frivolous rolling around

Screaming your name
Running from you
Being pulled back
Encapsulating you
I’m home
You’re home
Inside
Outside
All around

Absolutely
madly
passionately
fatally
involved

****** healing
Evolution
Mental emancipation
Revolution
A riot

Divinely entangled
Woven like the fabric of the dna that birthed the existence of cognizance  

Absolutely broken
Yet completely mended
into something new

Yours
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