If you should ever feel alone
Like no one's there for you
That no one cares about you
Like you have no one to trust

If you should ever feel worthless
Like life is torture
And love unreachable
And pain is all you've ever known

Do not despair
For even the darkest rose has meaning
The ugly duck was just misplaced
And sorrow only makes us
Appreciate happiness more

Know you're stronger than you think
Life is more than the sorrows
Find comfort as you face trying moments
That many face the same or harder times
And hopefully it will all be better tomorrow
But all in all we're all in this race together.
You are not alone or forgotten.

the silly silly ways i plan on forgetting you and your toxic personality towards me and my friends

I'm like the crumpled up poem in the deep of your coat pocket,
forgotten.
Until you reach your hand in, snaking around for your chapstick.
You write a few more words and then shove it back in,
waiting for your next stroke of inspiration,
your next breach of intrepidness.
But until then,
I'm just another crumpled receipt in your coat pocket.
Maybe one day I'll be able to tell you I love you.
Maybe one day you'll care.
But until then,
keep writing your mindful thoughts
on the crumpled up paper in your coat pocket.

Had forgotten about my existence?!🤔
That's so brutally honest

But Honestly, I have never forgotten about the short time we shared together
You cross my mind once in a while
Reason why I had to look you
You up here on the Gram
Just to see new pics of u all in vain and it's like u gave up in Facebook

It takes me quite some time to move on and I have found out it's one of my weaknesses.

I still have some memories of you with me
Some still quite vivid and I hate it

Even the one that came before you ever came around in my life in any way left some scars...It's crazy inside there
Makes me want to just be by myself all alone most times nowadays rethinking everything

turn the keys "we will see you tomorrow!"

control the road.
a familiar route.
the same way home as before

meditative in his silence the car tires skid.
authorities would say the rain froze the overpass road

bam, mercy please come for me
into his mind
a goddess was pleased to meet.
whispering hands silver light
had no shadow

traveling without walking
through a doorway made of nothing

to a land attached to creating
re-claiming friends,
playing and laughing once more.

To be practised are the things to better within myself, I must work my gifts
For if too long they lie there stagnant, eventually they'll be missed
It's been forever since I can remember a poem of mine with run-on lines
I can't remember to, mustn't, but I want to, reality's wrong but otherwise, I'm fine

Going about my daily lives, I strive to make me better than the best
Expectations of perfection, I can't care, I can never be less
Concerning all that I am learning, getting, being, staying here
Hides an appreciation of my disassociations, my delusions, don't hug me, I am scared

It's been a while since I last smiled at a prose of mine made out of deliberation
A fever dream, I scream through my glass casket to a denying nation
Let me out, it festers, a pest, I confess to the caging of a tiger
Repression, antidepressants, suppressed, well sedated, I'm deduced, I am a, the liar

I live to love, I hate to live, but love, a reality, people nonexistent
No matter what happens, as things get out of hand, it stands, the maddening's consistent
Can't see the wrong, just as I'm taught, you awaken, to fix the mixed, you're seeking
Asleep I lie, waiting to die, everything's alright is all I see, I be to once denied, unwanted memories, unstopping, ever fleeting

Of course it is my fault, as usual