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zelda rangel Dec 2016
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i'll be good,
i'll be fine.

everything's going to be
good and fine.

that's my mantra starting today.
pls try to smile at least once a day and breathe in and out. xo
The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,

ANGER!

"You're my possession."

The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,

ANGER!

"You're my possession."

The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,
The Thing that shall possess,

ANGER!

"You're My Possession!"
mk Dec 2016
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it's my mantra:
i'm sorry

it's my mantra:
i'm sorry

it's my mantra:
i'm sorry

it's my last breath:
i'm sorry

it's engraved on my gravestone:
i'm sorry

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i'm sorry
Thomas R Parsons Sep 2016
I've been robbed.

My childhood, my manhood. My self-love.
Taken... taken from me without permission.

A ten-year old boy with an ancient soul.
"Think beyond the physical. Think beyond the physical. It will be over soon. It will be over soon. It always is. It always is..."

The mantra of a screaming, hollow little boy.

A ten-year old with the vocabulary provided by abuse.

You weren't there, and yet... you were,
in your later guilt.

You cried.
"If I had only known!"

Ah, but you did know! You were there. You felt the shake of the bed. The quieted, muffled, screams of your child.

I wanted the shiny blue bike, but you told him no. I'd earned it, didn't I, Mum? For what I'd done - what I'd done for you.
You wanted love, and I wanted you to have it.

A son making a sacrifice for Mum.

"Oh baby there ain't no mountain high enough,
Ain't no valley low enough,
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you..."
Lesley Sep 2016
Static
Listen.
Everything else is secondary
Everything else is static
Pay no attention to the rules and labels.
Reach for the core, pull out the heart
There is green in the wasteland.
Blue beyond gray.
Slough off the mud covered.
There are jewels in the mire.
Ignore the distractions fantasies illusion.
Feel your way thru the fog.
Hear the deep beat. Its in everything.
Listen!
Everything else is secondary.
Everything else is static.
Yes!
White noise brings no joy.
Lost in the dark
All memories erased.
Feel your way thru the fog.
Hear the deep beat
Your heart.
Its in everything.
Resonating.
Listen!
Everything else is secondary.
Everything else is static.
There is naught
which is not
That which is Not
A prayer for the wise.
Breeze-Mist Jul 2016
You will not break my mind
You will not shatter my spirit
Try me as you want and you will find
That I am quite resilient
Dana Skorvankova Jun 2016
Gently, so gently, as she breathes
And oh, what a vacuum she leaves
Franz Bartolome Jun 2016
Being okay is not something you can just achieve overnight, or over a day, or even over a week. It's not something you rush, it's something that takes time, an uncertain length of time.

It would take you on some sort of uncertain journey knowing yourself, like knowing what makes you not okay today, or what makes you feel alright again the next day.

You will really never know when will you be completely okay, that's the truth; but the good thing here is this: you have all the time in world to finally be.

You have all the time for yourself to use it, to take the chance to  finally learn how to say "I'm not okay." at times you're not. Denying the truth to yourself won't help, accepting it and embracing it, would. You have to treasure that downfall moment, everyday; every weekend, in a midst of everything.
You have to do something about it, and what's more to create something from it, of all people; for yourself.

It can be a messy puzzle to fix, it can be a long process to be done with, but remember this:  It's okay to work on being okay, it's okay to find out what would work for you or what would not;

than to fret and work on nothing at all.
Just a thought
Kurt Kanawa Jun 2016
if i ever thought
i thought of you

if i ever dreamt
i dreamt of you

if i ever sang
i sang of you

if i ever prayed
i prayed of you

if i ever swam
i swam of you

if i ever breathed
i breathed of you

if i ever wondered
i wondered of you

if i ever awed
i awed of you

if i ever howled
i howled of you

if i ever waited
i waited of you

if i ever laughed
i laughed of you

if i ever cried
i cried of you

if i ever walked
i walked of you

if i ever spoke
i spoke of you

if i ever dreamt
i dreamt of you

if i ever thought
i thought of you
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