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Lizzie Bevis Nov 9
In the depths of despair
hope will fade,
and emptiness will follow;
But, you are not alone there.

A heartbeat within
wills you to be strong,
to find yourself
and carry on.

So, take a breath,
let it in,  
Love begins,
let it go…

©️Lizzie Bevis
If I told you that I was diagnosed with mixed anxiety and depressive disorder would you believe me?

I always try to be the positive ray sunshine, to bring a little more light into the ****** world.
We all have dark days, I empathise completely.

I write some of my poems in bed and have pyjama days because I just don't want to face the world, and that's ok…I just don't stay there. ❤️‍🩹
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
@H.I.M.2
Kiss for this new intimate soul..h.i.m
To which many of my stories have been told..
Hug to this listening ear.
Who has revealed many things to me I hold dear..
Smiles for the man I am gettin to know.
Even early on he sets my heart aglow.
Chatting is such excitement.
In chatting dang wonder where the time went.
Progression into time is filled with quality.
So shortness of time is nugatory.
Conversations impulsive, debatable even learnable.
So filled with open honesty on safe levels even shared equivocal..
Exciting steamy, richness and understanding.
The kind of connection worth pursuing.
Even if theres a closed door at the end. The ride will be worth enduring.
Hurryin up to wait..
Gettin into the gate..
Discoverin it was well worth Giving/
losing/achieving/receiving!


By selinasharday! tm..2018 s.a.m
super cool connections
Riley Nov 2014
I almost don’t like relating to other people.

Because that means they have the same thoughts I do.
If I’m so different, how can that be?

But maybe I’m not different.
I’m not different at all.

If I’m not different and I don’t think or feel differently,
then what is this terrible feeling that I don’t belong?
Adam Childs May 2014
This is the highland spring
Let us in the mountains sing
As a deep Scottish blues
Glides and glues
Dispelling scattered fears
seeking to keep us weak  
There is no need to seek
Let all Scottish clans
All join their hands
Claiming all  their lands
Thrown away by old elite
Such history
If we could only delete

As we honor the gallant  
Men with freedom
Boiling and brimming
In their limitless hearts
Greater  , than any  life
As they spill over their freedom  
As  Scotland here  baths
In their unforgettable souls
As they still  resonate
In the trickles of
Scottish streams
So let us all hear
As silent mountains nestle
In deep blue skies
As they merrily enchant

Let all nations slip away
From tricky triangle
And clumsy squares
Where dishonest intention
Live on elevated corners
As we carry them on our back
While in their deeds they feed
The beast of paranoia
Slitting love affairs like wood
I wish this was understood
As their sharp corners
break straight lines
Where intimacies once lived  
And smash large circles
Like breaking glasses      

But let us live in precious circles
Where all nations float freely
Like lilies in a pond
This is the last poem i am going to write about Scottish independence ,I really  did not flow at all when writing but I decided to  persisted anyway . The reason being  mainly the third verse which hopefully explains why I would be pro Europe and pro independence . It  all can be applied to any personal relating experiences , interested if it is clear enough and any other thoughts.
Adam Childs Apr 2014
I am the firm solid earth
The ground i feel to walk on
But i fear many waters
Great  vast oceans
For they smash against my edges
As they seek to drag me down
And **** me in  

I hold tight while closing my eyes
For I feel the wind building
Seeking to ******* away
Turning and twisting me
Against my lost self
Blistering and attacking

I fear all fire for it
Spits and burns my skin
Breaking and pushing me apart
As it unsettles my restful self
Destroying and consuming

As my soul clings to self
Like a frightened child  
It screams for fear
Of its own life  
STAY AWAY STAY AWAY
For i seek nothing
But my own council

As my soul fears lose of self
In the many day dreams
That others bring to me
Like a ferocious dragon
Jealously guarding his
treasure laden lair
I hoard all that is
Precious in me

But I am the stubborn earth
That pushes all away
As time passes I discover
My many deep caves
That lie within my mountains
As I rest in the comfort
Of my own home

I begin to call upon
The many ocean
To rest against my side
The wind to lie upon me
And the fire to rise up in me
For in the sanctuary of my tomb
I am consumed by the richness
Of all that surrounds me

Dust is lifted from me
As I am now as much
The vanishing wind
As the Anchored heart
Blown through the air
I smash against all  my sides
And  fall as rain on mountains
carving valleys and canyons
Or I am absorbed by fire that
Presses and pushes

Slowly I begin to guide
The many external forces that shape me
With this loose and loving cooperation
I become my own  craftsman
Learning to embrace all elements
And truly let go into the world of relating
You become the artist  of
Your own face in this world
I hope this makes some sense just written it so i feel a bit close to it , I am a funny earthy stick that  probably enjoys his own company a bit to much but would be very interested if any one can relate to this .

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