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Kevin Eli Dec 2012
I find the tragedies of people so heartbreaking. Addiction is misunderstood, and this has become my understanding.

I realize that this disease is not about drugs. Drugs are only a symptom of addiction or the "ism". Some people do drugs, while others collect things, suffer endlessly in painful relationships, others obsess over things they cannot control.

The real beginnings of many of our problems comes from far back in our lives starting with childhood and upbringing. We are told that we are expected to be a certain way and that we must follow the examples of others. Even though we should believe that adults that abuse us are wrong, we internalize it and find it to be our faults. “What did I do wrong? I shouldn't have done that. I must do better next time.” I have looked inside of myself and translated that this life terrorizing issue is hard to understand, yet simple.

We have a personality we have grown up with and created. An ego represented by coats of armor that we put on. We put on a new layer of armor each time we are hurt or learn a lesson. Eventually these suits of armor start to get so heavy, we cannot move, we cannot breathe. We try to walk around and be true to ourselves but our defenses make it nearly impossible. We only want people to see what we let them to and tell our true nature to shut up. We think our true selves aren't enough to be loved and isn't worth showing people. We become ashamed of what we actually are underneath. Our Egocentricity takes over and creates that facade we want people to see.

There are several walls we must break down in order to free ourselves of the thousands of layers of armor we put on over our lifetimes. We have the first wall: our personality we present to others. We must know it and see ourselves for what we actually are. There is nothing wrong with you. You are a wonderful human being that is deserving of everything life has to offer. The second wall is the big brute who bullies you at any cost to keep himself alive: Self-hate. It is your greatest critic, your manipulator, and your source of evil. You must look at your self-hate as a black dog behind you that is always barking, looking for attention, undisciplined and untrained. Wild, vicious and dangerous, it will do anything to get what it wants from you and does not love you. It will beg and give you those puppy eyes, but it is always lying to get what it wants... In front of you is another dog. Your true self. It is a little puppy that has not been nurtured or given attention in a long time. This puppy does not bark, it does not cry. It just wants your unconditional love as it has for you.

You must not ignore the black dog behind you. It must be stared straight in the face and you must say NO. This is where the last wall and line of defense against your true nature and love for yourself hides: Fear. You are afraid that this desperate black dog will bite you when it doesn't get what it wants. It will bark so loud you cannot hear anything and you are afraid of being ripped apart and die if you do not give it what it needs. Yet, this dog has a hidden chain attached to it you have never seen or knew about before. It cannot get to you if you don't let it near you. You must make the deep and soul searching decision through great fear and with courage to never give this dog what it wants again...
Turn your eyes forward...

See the little puppy in front of you? It looks at you with those big eyes filled with the desire for you to love it and take care of it. That puppy is you... Don’t be afraid of the work it takes to raise that puppy, because it will grow up slowly yet surely and be your undying companion; always guiding you to the happiness you deserve. Give it some water, some food, your love and take it on walks.
This is you. This is your puppy. If you can learn to love this puppy and nurture it, you will have found you love yourself. When you can love yourself, you can then love another...
The suits of armor come off and you can finally move away from that black dog behind you forever. The love you found will flow into you. You will be able to live with freedom, unchained from your self-hate and fears. Nobody can say you are a bad person anymore. You have taken such good care of that puppy that you don’t need anybody's approval. Your own puppy is happy, and he loves you unconditionally. It is unconditional love for yourself.

Everybody has this armor on and everybody has different weights on their shoulders. It is up to you to decide when to break free. I will pray for you all in the mean time. Please pray for yourself and others.
And as you do, remember to love freely.
Jessa May Aug 2014
Next month will mark 3 years
Of my long and wasted love
I fight my tears
of joy, prayers answered from above

I am not completely invisible
to you, as i thought
And yet you are still unaware
Of the heart you have caught

I remember my first sight
of you, sitting in my form
And your ****** expression  
When your uniform got torn

I remember your introduction
Your shy lowered eyes
And the quiver of your voice
Getting words out after so many tries

Now I smile out of the blue
Over our shy meetings
But you still have no clue
About me or my true feelings

When will you understand
I'll do all that I can
For my long and wasted love
I'll be content with just a friend

I sit here and I ponder
Over what the future will bring
The little time left with you
Before I'll only see you in a dream

My heart and my mind
Continue to be unsettled
I feel so restless and haggard
Like I'm fighting a battle

You have flooded my thoughts
Everyday, every night
You've turn into my light
You've brighten up my life

I have nothing to offer
No beauty or skill
All I have is my heart
What I think, what I feel

Afraid of your rejection
Afraid of your "okay"
Afraid that you will hate me
Afraid you'll turn away

Afraid that you would read this
And then you would say
"why would you write this poem?
It's embarrassing, okay?"

This is me extending a hand
Reaching out
And these words on this paper
Is me screaming out

Oh long and wasted love
I've like you a long time
It's been a secret all this while
Until my bestfriend  read my mind

I've already accepted
That nothing will happen
A thing with me and you
Is too good to imagine

Tell you this, tell you once
Make it my crime
You'll have a place in my heart
Till the end of time

Oh shy boy
If only you knew
How madly and deeply
I've fallen for you.
A poem I wrote in the last year of high school over a boy I've had a crush on for 3 years. I was at that give-up-on-him stage with a small bit of hope. Btw we are in a relationship now.
Jamie Aug 2014
At times you seem perfect
But when you don't reply
I die inside

All I think when I see you
Is how you looked
The day I woke you up

The look of..
Let me sleep..
But its nice being with you

Where, for a second
I felt you wanted me.
Why can't that be everytime?
Think it's finally time to give up
Nada Enriquez Aug 2014
it's 11:20 pm
it's a moon-risen domain
rusty truck of Ford 1978
unlatch the faded tailgate of white and pale turquoise

off a Denton N. Elm highway
sitting in the heat of the ocean air.

The trees but a silhouette
and the moon a rustic orange
feeling heavy sentiments of cascading hair ending in curls
sickly eyes with blue shadow and glazed look that pierced.

2 minutes of absence growing fonder
and I wanted it to last for much longer.
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