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It has been weeks since I keep seeing you,
But these days the feelings I had seemed to fade away.
Is it because I realized I can't have you?
I already accept it won't be me starting today.
Bunny :(
Joshua Phelps Nov 2019
Over the past few months,
I've realized nobody is perfect.
Not even myself.

I've realized it's okay to fumble.
It's okay to fall.

It's okay let my emotions
Get the best of me.

It's okay to be angry.
It's okay to be sad.

And I've realized
It's okay to slip up
And fall off the tracks.

I know I'll get right back on the path,
And head towards the direction
The direction towards redemption
And the acceptance of self,
Instead of seeking approval from others.

I know I've made mistakes in the past.
And I've made mistakes in the present day.

For far too long,
I've lived my life,
With a cloud of regrets
Hanging over me.

I can't let the past or present,
Dictate how I live my life.

To move forward,
I have to learn to love myself,
Instead of seeking love from others.

I must learn to forgive myself,
So I can forgive others.

Life is filled with trial and error,
We're all trying to find ways
To find solutions to problems
Instead of trying to fix ourselves.

Today is the day
I work on fixing myself.

I can't live my life
Focusing on the past.

It's time to enjoy life.

It's time to move forward.
This poem is a direct response to my poem from yesterday. In the poem, "Dear Diary: I'm an Addict (Part II)," I write about my mental addictions and seeking help. This poem realizes that, even though I'm not perfect and make mistakes, there is hope. I will learn to love myself eventually. I will learn to forgive myself.

Today begins the day I admit my addictions and seek help.
Joshua Penrod Nov 2019
Let your losses be losses
And just sew up the hurt
Where it bleeds

-JP
Sometimes closure just seems to be too much to ask for
irises Nov 2019
you are a thing that rolls with the seas
slowly undulating through the white sea foam on the stormy tide
wondering when you too can sparkle
like the clarity you see reflected in the horizon at sunset-

but the foam while unclear
contains thousands of little bubbles-

tiny pockets of air that help me breathe.
Ian Dunn Nov 2019
I stand in a forest, a million paths in front of me
Each one a different choice, a different person I could be

I've taken roads I thought were bright
But those only brought another plight

Some paths were dark and full of fear,
But in the end, they brought me here

I remember each choice and decision
I remember the pain and derision

Not one choice has been easy
But not every day can be sunny and breezy

With every mistake came a lesson learned
With every embarrassment came wisdom earned

So as I look at the paths not taken
I'll remember that I'd be mistaken

To think one would've brought more cheer
Than the one that led me here
Ian Dunn Nov 2019
We lay back and unwind
Both saying what's really on our minds

We look back on the days long ago
The days of laughter and the days of woe

We can laugh about it now
It's hard to think how

Some days were better, others worse
Being young felt like such a curse

We stuck through it to the end
That is, until the road hit a bend

I made a mistake, that was all
But it was the beginning of the fall

If I hadn't made that choice, if I could atone
Maybe you'd be here, and I wouldn't be all alone
babie Nov 2019
there are five stages of grief
I experienced all of them
all five
at the exact same time
denial-
we will get back together
he treated me so well
we were so happy
we're just taking a break
anger-
I hate him
he lied to me
he lied to everyone
if only
if only i would've given him more
if only I would've given him me
if only I would've fought harder
depression-
suicide?
no.
yes?
maybe.
I can't stand myself
disgusting
I felt disgusting
acceptance-
okay.
I don't need him
I never did
he did hurt me
how had I not seen it before?
he hurt me
he tried to **** me
it's been months
and I just now noticed
what he really did
there's another stage of grief,
separate from acceptance
moving on-
moving on
to bigger and better things
let's get happy
let's find happiness
grief hurts
but moving on feels great
feels great
Past Nov 2019
Letting go to hold on
Holding on to let go

Living to die
Dying to live

The liar I am
I am the liar

I said I’m sorry
I’m sorry I said

You said it’s ok
It’s ok you said

Are you tired I asked
I asked are you tired

I said I’m sorry
I’m sorry I said.
Past Nov 2019
A little bit of Confucianism and Buddhism
The worthwhile life of Taoism .

Go with the flow maker Lao,
Communism and Chairman Mao
Stood no chance against the holy prism,
Opened up a deep wide chasm

The way, The path
Just do the math.
All day and all day
Just look at nature and it'll be okay.

Reason and knowledge,
Take the pledge,
Just look at nature and stay away college.

Things you can't comprehend,
Sins to amend and commend,
Just look at nature and you'll find a friend.

Master Lao, the maker of Tao
Finding ones place within this town,
Be one with nature and forget the crown.

Remember the magic of this mystical place,
Right in your head and right in your face.
Yin and Yang,
Walking with a cane.

The End is near,
We got all but haste.
Receive with open arms and a fragrant taste,
A little bit of aloe that's nature's paste.,

All will heal and All will feel
Beneath the tree,
We will see
Beneath the tree,
Just you and me.
written junior for hs
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