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Skye 12m
I want to get better
I need to get better
I will get better
I will get help
I will do anything
I just want to be happy.
~
I have help
I am working on myself
I am making progress
I am happier
I am getting better.
~
****, I am getting worse again.
I made progress... but now I am back to ****.
This is all useless.
Why? I thought I was getting better...
I hate it!
~
It's slowly getting better again.
I just need patience.
It's hard, but it's working.
It's like a dance...
Two steps forward, one step back, two steps forward, one step back... and so on...
The eternal dance of healing.
Today was the first time
I didn’t push him away
Or struggle to get out of his grip.

Today was the first time
I let myself run to
His wide open arms
And hugged him back
From my heart.

Today was the first time
That little girl felt her dad's love.

Today for the first time
That little girl felt safe
Enough to come out.

Today for the first time
That little girl is healing.

Today for the first time
Old wounds get closed.

Today for the first time
It doesn’t feel heavy
To carry my soul.

Today for the first time
I finally feel..at peace.
she never needed no therapy,
no medicine, no painkillers,
no antidepressants,
all she needed was to be held
while she grieved, mourned
her lost childhood
and the dreams she never had,
the hopes that died before she grew..
half of her memory
is lost in a timeline she can't recall,
the only thing she remembers is waking up to
an empty, cold, soulless world..
she kept praying, day and night,
for death to take her away
somewhere she'd find
some solace, some peace
a place to hide, go unnoticed
while all she needed was to be found, seen
all she needed was for the people
who brought her into this world
to tell her they didn't know any better
to say that they couldn't give
what they never received
instead they were raised to be
emotionless machines
except anger for it was the very thing
that dominated the house..
i don't know how someone like her
came out of them
she's too different,
she can't be normal,
she can't function on autopilot,
she can't pretend there's nothing wrong
with everything,
with how they live their lives,
with the world..
she somehow survived
when all she ever wanted was to die,
she puts on a mask that says "i'm fine"
but on the inside she keeps falling apart
she doesn't know who to trust
because she's been burned
one too many times,
falling into hands that only
took her for granted,
trying to find missing pieces of herself
without losing the essence
of who she really is..
she's tired of fighting for what
should be given away freely without a price
she's tired of having to prove herself, her worth..
she never learned that
she was enough
just being herself, the way she is
not needing anyone's approval
not needing to break, bend or shrink
to fit in somewhere she can call "home"
searching in all the wrong places
for what already exists within her
when she comes back to herself
when she steps outside the bubble
of hate, resentment and trauma..
forgives those who didn't know
how to love a soul like hers
forgives those who couldn't show
how much they loved their daughter
how much it would tear their souls apart
to lose her..
sometimes
some things
have to die
in order for
blessings
to arrive.
~ From the depths of pain, comes a blessing..
squandered away what starts a man’s life:
dime
wine
time

if only for a better cause
is there anything to lose
really?

looking back at what ends a man’s life:
time
wine
dime

it gets better and better
till there is nothing else left to matter
it’s true.
in the quiet,
in the stillness,
when the silence is
too loud,
my anxiety creeps in,
my heart racing,
i take a deep breath,
remind myself i’m safe,
i’m here, i’m present,
there’s nothing to be afraid of..
i know my body’s not
used to being calm,
i know my brain is
craving the chaos
because it's all it’s ever known..
like a drug addict,
the withdrawal symptoms
are hitting hard,
all i want is to sleep away
those thoughts
that circle around
in the back of my head
and burn those memories off.
By Abpoetry

That of your own self interest,
getting the weight off your shoulders resulting in some further examination on your part,
Shadow work , watch the wheels turn,
watch em' tumble over rocks and fall apart,
Like soap suds , cleaner modern art,
the chaos ensues, the world is a ruse,
Ya' skin color's already something they'll use  ,against you,
You lean into the tense you,
You wanted love , you wanted someone to Innerstand and learn you.
you had someone , he took ya hand , you gave him things,
he took those things and threw them right back in your face,
Now you want justice for your heart,
You couldn't get it, always lose for winnin'....
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2025/02/so-called-healin.html?spref=tw
Joy
i hope when real joy
knocks on your door
that you won't run nor hide,
i hope you let it in your heart
without second thought,
i hope you learn to love,
appreciate and let it stay
as long as it needs to heal
the parts of you that
have been longing for it,
i hope you know and believe
that you deserve it,
i hope laughter won't feel like
clutching at your chest
afraid of what might come next,
i hope you won't hold onto the anxiety
the steals what makes your soul
truly fulfilled and happy..
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