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Misstic Dec 2024
Not easy on eyes
Too hard headed
Too stubborn for you to try
I want my voice to be heard
Like to have final word
I get it, too opinionated for you to try
But,
I never promised to bow down
Serving your every wimp, hands down
Born without zip on my mouth,
Too proud to back down
I get it, too flawed to try this out.
I used to hear voices, of this I'm not proud
Often while thinking, I'm "thinking" out loud
I mutter sometimes and don't really know why...
Some think when I mutter, I talk to myself.
But I no longer talk to "myself"
Just "me" and "I."
😬 Yeah, I know. For some reason my brain starts going in that silly cadence, or meter, like whatever that is, what, iambic pentameter is like, penta- meter, so penta is five (I should formally study poetry, this is shameful) and I need to look up what iambic means... but I always think it sounds stupid and part way in I always seem to get wonky with syllables... yo, I love the way the word "monosyllabic" sounds and looks... just neat... (yeah, no need to convince me I'm odd) but I seriously need to educate myself on the structure of poetry. So, I am aware of that screwy syllable rhythm shift... I'm similar with music. Can play a few instruments. Can't read a lick of music. (Or play the instruments very well. But it's fun, and that's what I enjoy about it. 😉)
Marisa Lu Makil Oct 2023
You may be beaten
But you can still heal
Your hands may hurt
But you can still provide relief
Your skin may be bruised
But you can still soothe others
You aren't weak just because you're broken
You can still make others whole.
You aren't limited by your own shattered flesh.
I'm still learning that even though I'm not doing well, I can still support the ones I love. You can still be a physician even with a broken leg.
Lauren Leal Jul 2023
I pick my scabs and wonder why I keep remembering
Reacting to old feelings and habits when it's not necessary after years of growth
Nisha Oct 2021
At peace with my demons
Free from temptations
Finally awakened
Never forsaken by the God that created me

Thinking about what the future holds for me
Healthy as I can be
Manifesting who I aspire to be
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Just short and simple ♡
a word that comes to mind

when i look at the marks

scattered below my wrist.

healed.

full stop.

there will be no more harm here.
SquidInk Nov 2020
Imagine being in a world where it seems like everyone belongs and you are lost. Imagine going through your day feeling numb because you are scared of putting yourself out to get hurt. Imagine putting on a fake smile and not being happy at all. Imagine being surrounded by people you call friends but you don't even like. Imagine faking happiness because it feels like you forgot to be happy. But then imagine finding someone who turns that all around. Imagine finding someone that genuinely puts a smile on your face. Imagine finding that one person you tell everything to. Imagine not having to fake it around that person. Imagine all the hurt that they have healed. And that's why I say thank you for giving me happiness again best friend.
finding my happy place
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