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Bowedbranches Jul 12
Haven't set up an alter
In I dont' how many moons
The few times I tried
I truly knew the futility of it
And understood
That security, for me, is fleeting

Just another thing
That seems so easy for the others
Oh no dont applaud
My  baby brain  for its
Whining,ll just make it worse
So the other day after
I snatched the sage you left
For me outside your window sill
(Thank you btw)

I instinctively started
Then broke down for the 5th time that day
"How could someone like you ever deserve a home"
Then I had remembered  
That Im not allowed to
Have a safe space

I'm a drifter
Pushing the limits
My health is at risk
Every minute
No one to care
Whether I die or live  

Sitting on my hands
In a thicket
Praying wishing waiting thanking
God that I woke still broken
Throwing up stuff
Everytime I tried to move

Stay low
on your toes
Please No
Please make it stop
Oh god here it comes again
My Sweat drips endlessly
Chiggers bit my skin
So it wont quit itchin'

Bites that bother until next week
All I want is a place to hang my hat
Or hopefully lay my head without trip wires surrounding
All I want is to oggle my alter and call on my angels and my God
Without being on constant alert
Watching my own six

Bc your own brother will turn on you
Don't get comfortable
Dont relax
Dont unpack
Dont believe
A ******* thing they tell you
Prove me wrong then

Haven't had a mfr not turn
Haven't seen anyone actually keep their word

And why cant i set up an alter without it being destroyed?
My week has been hectic sporadic challenging. This poem was written in bits throughout the course of this week i realize im all over the place and my head space is caving in
Michael May 25
I've sailed over the oceans,
under the storm clouds I've been.
To prevail should be your first intention.
Don't give up, but try it again.

The waves come and push you all over,
and there's nothing you can do but wait.
Time tells of false and true lovers.
Sometimes the hour is late.
Gabe Mar 4
There was a girl
She had everything she wanted
She had
a lot of friends
a job she liked
a happy relationship
And no worries
It felt surreal
It felt like a dream
It was
Hearing a 6 am alarm clock
Getting back to reality
full of obstacles, problems, worries
and responsibilities
She crawled out of bed
And began her day-to-day encounter
with life
Good luck
Yasmeen Oct 2020
Despite how it might end
despite the uncertainty
you fall
and you fall
and you keep falling
in love!!!
Beulin S S Sep 2020
When you feel down...
When you fell down...
Just don't give up;
Stand again;
Raise up again...

When you are in pain...
When you feel your life is vain...
When you stand alone;
Face your fate;
Believe yourself, you are a miracle!

When you meet with failure...
When the World mocks you...
Don't shrink inside the shell;
The day is still bright;
Carry on with your goals...

When your foes mock you...
When your friends lost faith on you...
Raise again...
Don't look back;
Carry on with your dreams...

When you raise up...
When you build your goals...
Obstacles will turn into steps...
Carry on, move on;
Bid farewell to your worries...
Overcome all your  obstacles
𝐀𝖓𝖓𝖆 Aug 2020
Once I've heard
I love you like someone who lights a candle in the space,
I love you since the difficulty of lighting a candle in space,
That haunts me at night,
As the thought of love and life,
What's love without the obstacles?
But then again, what's anything in life without the hardship
The hope behind every gate that tends to open to the new
And close to the same feeling and to whose memories,
Love got me broke, but got me alive
And to those who made me feel it,
I dedicate this poem, and every single line.
Je t'aime comme quelqu'un qui allume des bougies dans l'espace.
Kim C Aug 2020
Tribulation and vexation led to this
Fixated on decamping the mess I was in
Participating in anything I had access to
Escaping reality is what I would do
I wasn’t too fond of alcohol; I wasn’t too fond of ****
I had a few drinks here and there, but I had control you see
This isn’t an alcoholic’s story or drug abuse for that matter
You’d probably be thrown off for what I’m about to tell you
Maybe even engage in some laughter
Waking up every day to my escape
It would be my getaway, my slave
Posting online what I didn’t practice
But I needed those likes, I needed to have it
When someone would heart a photo, which pleased
I admired the adrenaline rush I received
And this started leading me to a downward spiral
I was easily shot by the dopamine rifle
Scrolling through my phone all day, I did
And I could absolutely feel the tension kick in
Almost hyperventilating like I had to stay on my device
It was as if the devil telling me, I am a bondservant with no might
Repeatedly trying to appeal to other people
through a false world
Posting many pointless photos, my brain was in a swirl
And looking back, at one point I hit rock bottom
I purposely purchased things, just to take shots of them
& I also look back on posting Biblical things all-day
But not to reach out to others, not for the right reasons, I used it for my own selfish sake,
now that’s some extensive disgrace
Because I needed the hit, I needed the high
I had false gratification from receiving the likes
& I remember constantly taking photos of my self
Spending hours with this nonsense, I seriously needed help
And when receiving little likes, I felt self-conscious and worse
I was worshiping the flesh and depended on this for self-worth
But the Joke’s on you Satan, I serve a greater God
Who convicted me of the things that I was doing wrong
I desperately prayed to Him & kept hollering His name
Asking other believers for help as well, to free me from the cage, I was a digital slave
And it took some time, it took much faith
Sometimes I felt at peace with it, at times I had intense rage
But Jesus is a faithful God, who will always test your patience
Eventually, the fog disappeared, and I eventually awakened
Jesus set me free, but it wasn’t facile to move on
It took a few years, to witness what I wanted to see gone
Now I know my worth & I know my value
I do not confide in vanity, it is no longer my idol
I focus on important things, on things that truly matter
Like Spiritual things, and the God I run after
I know I’m beautiful, & others can attest to that
In no way do I want to sound prideful, but just stating the facts
We ALL have beauty, & gifts to offer
But put God first, and then you’ll prosper
Now I want to end the story with this
This is the story of a social media addict
But now I am free & you do not have authority over me...🕊
Mark Toney Aug 2020
As you're lying next to me so still
I contemplate our life
So many years ago
you said you'd be my wife

As we rise in preparation for
another fruitful day
you smile and take my hand
beside me all the way

And as we run into life's obstacles
we've proven we're unstoppable

We both know we're at the threshold of
the winter of our lives
and yet we share the fear
since we're together dear

Still the time will come some future day
when one of us must go
I pray that it be me
but there's no way to know

And so we live to love another day
so happy that our lives turned out this way

© 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Poetry form: Lyric - © 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
I was standing at that point,
Looking on my right.
Yes, there was a way on the left side,
But I was attracted toward the one with a light.
There were rainbows in the sky,
And a windy breeze coming so bright.
I chose my path I chose the right
"You will regret" I hear a voice.
A wise man who is tall in height-
Come on knees to,
Show me the left sight.
"It's hot and full of dark.
Travelers have left their mark.
Rocky slippery tough to climb,
It makes you taste all the lime.
In the end, there is a feeling of success.
There was lots of something white.
That could be snow or could be salt,
To know I have to walk through might."
It's left or right that's all going in my mind.
I have to chose which one is right?
The confusion and racing heart with thought involving all those but
I chose the path which bite,
I chose the one which made me fight.
Gave my days and all my nights.
Just to find out what was so white?
It wasn't snow it wasn't salt
All it looks so grand.
Want to touch and want to feel,
Its something beyond a big deal.
It's the thing I unknowingly crave,
It's something that made me brave.
tougher roads usually lead to a brighter goal.  yes there were difficulties on the right path and our heart get influenced seeing beautiful rainbows of path  not right for us but the appetite to touch the end goal is something which kept us going regardless of numbers of obstalces on the right path for us.
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