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Druzzayne Rika Jul 2020
It is not simple
It cannot be given
So simply
Without the intent
The mind won't rest
Till the end
But forgiveness
Gives the freedom
To move on.

Is freeing,
It is the peace,
It is so much more.
It is a step taken
To move ahead,
Leave behind
The history
In the past.

It is the best gift
Given and received,
It can be the beginning,
it is the end of bitterness.
It is just like a necessity
To be a human
Who makes mistakes
live with harmony.

I give to thee free
To free me from the chains
Of the ill thoughts
I conceive in head
time to time, again and again
To not loathe the trust
I placed in you.

It is a process
To forgive myself
As I forgive you,
I give myself another chance
To believe the best
In you and in me.

Let's mend it.
an0nym0us Dec 2019
I've been really happy
In fact, I was galloping lately
But then a glimpse of you
Wearing a ring on your left hand
My beautiful perfect sunny day
Became dark and all cloudy

I turned my head the other way
Pouted and crossed my arms
"I won't let you ruin my day"
I walked farther away
And see a kid running up to you
A girl running with open arms "Daddy!"

I was speechless to hear it
A tear ran down my cheeks
But then, I smiled on such sight
I turned my way deep in my thoughts
I looked back again and told myself
"What a lovely family indeed."
something's there
i felt its tingle
it felt freeing
it hasn't a name
but its something
truly beautiful
it's different
rather sensational
magical perhaps
pure adrenaline
unlike anything else
truly the highest high
what it is
or was
i know not
i simply know
i want more
I'm a total wuss but I'm also ADHD af and as a result, I love the idea of adventure. I'm sort of a thrill-seeker I guess.
Isaac Nov 2018
Each and every passing day
Will all be washed away.
So live exactly how
You have always wanted to right now.
Be the person you dream of being,
And make the decisions you know are freeing.
Written 10 November 2018
Pineapple Isle Aug 2017
The stone around your heart has been chiseled at
You warm the frost when you're ready
When you realize the small thinking, anger, fear, and drawing into yourself
Have shrunk you small
The wall starts to crumble
You start to free your mind, your heart
From the prison you kept for safety
A poem I wrote years ago
Do not be a prisoner of anger
held captive with the chains of hate
bound with the idea of isolation
stuck in a hole of desperation.
This burden is only a weight
and once released
will set you free
with wings so beautiful
you’d never believe you were ever so meek
Tab Jan 2016
I start every poem with you
Thoughts are spastic
rolling through my head
Trying to clutch onto something
But there wasn't anything to grab
My bed reminded me that you weren't coming back
so I slept on the floor
I can't escape
So I end every poem with you
saranade Jul 2014
Floating through my friends body.
Say you need me.
Come inside, my angry friend.
Say you love me.
Sit beside me and remind me why we are here.
Are you here for anything I can help you with-
  are you here because I let you in-
      because there is no where else to go-
          for some unreachable goal-
              who are you now-
Guitar strings strummed - slammed.
No sound, just strings. Playing hard. Pressing chords. muted.
Pick that note. Dropping it is just as easy.
   Easy is like a *****-
      giving, taking, faking, *******, freeing, fleeing-
          baby girl, you've been down before-
              down on your knees
Throat is sore.
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