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Maxim 4d
i gave to you my love
my loyalty
i opened my chest and let you crawl inside
you made it your home
i took the brunt of you
and still you were not pleased

i gave to you my all
every last bit
until there was nothing left to give
or to keep for myself
because if i did not
it would harm everyone around us

I was the sacrificial lamb.
i chose this life
and now that i am out
i can see how important it was to you
to have someone to hurt
it saved you from letting everyone know
just how horrible you are

but i cannot continue to sacrifice myself
i have a life i need to live
and i cant do that when i am dying over and over again
by your hand
i am setting myself free. 3 years of hurt to recover from, but i will do it
Boris Cho Nov 11
Nearly five years ago, I made the difficult choice to leave a toxic and abusive marriage, a decision that came after realizing, through therapy, that the relationship had never truly served me. For years, I had cared for someone unable to care for themselves, losing parts of myself in the process. This choice took its toll; mentally, physically, and financially; but it was necessary.

I remember telling myself, “I don’t want to be here in five years, stuck in misery and pain.” Now, as those five years draw to a close, I stand as proof of my promise to prioritize happiness; not just for my sake, but for my daughter, who means more to me than life itself. Despite enduring the trials of losing an eye, battling shingles, and surviving two brain aneurysms, I have emerged stronger, healthier, and more grounded than ever before. My resilience is rooted in a deep determination for growth, and in the boundless strength my daughter gives me. She is my constant source of inspiration, my reminder of life’s quiet wonders. Even though she is with me 60% of the time, her presence fills my world completely, showing me; through her compassion, empathy, and curiosity; how to embrace the beauty in every moment we share.

There was a time when she was taken from me while I worked relentlessly to create a stable life for her. I sacrificed time and sleep, fought through my darkest hours, all with one aim: to build a future in which she could thrive. Each sacrifice, each sleepless night, was worth it to hold her close once again.

From the day she was born, I vowed to give her my best, to live up to my full potential as both her father and her friend. And I continue to fulfill that vow every day, cherishing every moment we spend together, knowing that our time is the most valuable thing I have. I take pride in watching her grow into a wonderfully creative soul, a lover of animals, nature, and crafting. She brings so much light into my life, and it’s because of who she is that this journey as a single parent has felt lighter. She has made it easier; not through words, but through the way she simply exists, with a joyful spirit and quiet wisdom that has guided me as much as I have guided her.

There’s an unspoken beauty in how we parent each other, even in moments when we’re not aware of it. She has taught me patience, resilience, and the importance of seeing the world with wonder. Together, we have made homes in new places, and each time, she has helped turn those spaces into sanctuaries, filled with love, laughter, and creativity. No matter where life takes us, I know that home will always be where we are together.

Being a single father has been the greatest gift of my life. It hasn’t been easy, but it has been worth every challenge. Together, we’ve weathered the storms of separation and divorce, always finding our way back to each other, stronger. As I continue to watch her grow, I find myself in awe of the person she’s becoming. And I will be here, by her side, in every step of her journey, just as she has unknowingly been there for me on mine.



Five years ago, I chose the way,
To leave the dark and find the day.
Through struggles deep and through strain,
I found my strength, and peace from pain.

In those many years, nothing felt quite right,
And so I left behind the sleepless nights.
Through deep darkness and trials long,
I found my strength, where I belong.

Her laughter lifts, her spirit shows,
In every moment, love still grows.
Her eyes reflect the world so true,
In her, I see all that we do.

We craft, we build, and shape our days,
In nature’s hands, where beauty stays.
She teaches me, though unaware,
In every smile, in every care.

Together, bound by love so tight,
We’ve turned our challenges to light.
In her, I find my greatest part;
My daughter, friend, my guiding heart.

— Sincerely, Boris
Birdie Nov 1
I sell myself so cheap,
Give my soul for so little,
In hopes that I might keep,
A half loved love so brittle.
In handing him my body,
I am weakening my mind,
And in keeping saying sorry,
I leave myself behind.
I wish that I could hate him,
And remember who I am,
But dangerously I love him,
I’m his sacrificial lamb.
He’s killing me,
But I like it,
I’m dying,
I am.
Make my
Body holy so
I can offer my self
As living sacrifice oh Lord
Treat this
As notable service from me
Make my body holy
By forgiving
My sins
Romans 12:1
showyoulove Oct 29
So often my love is shallow or fake
Unwilling to do what I know it takes
I am too wrapped up in my self-love
Self-interest and self-pity
To see that my vision is itty-bitty
I miss the sunset staring at the ground
Tenser than a spring I'm so tightly wound
In the war between the spirit and flesh
Caught in the middle, I'm a hot mess
So easy to say I love you
But so difficult to really prove
You love me without condition
And you send me out on mission
Jesus; source of love in pure perfection
In your love help me be a reflection
Imperfect as I may be shine through me today
Grant me grace to turn back to you
And the discipline to obey

For freedom is found in following
The law of the Lord is the light of love.
Perfect peace and power passes over
When we watch with awe and wonder
What happens when, in our need, we kneel.
Sorrow and sadness in the savior's shadow
Are arrested in authentic love's atoning act,
Shed for sinners in the ultimate sacrifice.
Body and blood broken and beautiful
We are given the gift of God's great grace.
Recall the wretched reign, be reborn renewed
For Christ has come to call his child.
Roy3 Oct 27
i am the one you think is a ****,
when you hear my backstory,
you will forget what you thought,
if i was right...
i cant be right,
present defines a person,
not the past,
at least only when its bad,
so you were right all along,
i sold whats worthy for whats not,
then only ever said,
i onced owned whats better,
but nothing to sow for,
i wouldve never done that,
if what was worthy got me love,
but yet love never came,
it was jusst a hole someone dug for me,
but instead of trying to get out,
i found comfort and rotted away.
Akta Agarwal Oct 25
I saw your face for the first time
In deem dark light
An innocent face
with bright smile
And that was the time
I was fallen in love with you
and that's my
love at first sight


Don't know how
But there was some spark
that your innocent face held
I was fallen right there
or maybe your innocent face
and bright smile affect me hard
that I just want to take care of
your innocence beauty
and
adorable smile


I better save you
from all evil sight
may they burn me once
but I want to protect you just


If necessary, I will fight
and will save you
from even tears in your eyes


I know it's hard
and
you too have to face the harsh
to learn to fight with the world
we never know
will I be there till the last


but then also
I will teach you
to protect your innocence
from the world outside
maybe tomorrow
I will not be there
to protect you
but you can be able to fight


but I will try to protect you
from all the evil sight
as am madly in love with you
from the very first sight


I love you ******
it's love at first sight
love just to happen it's not need perfect time or place
Pagan Paul Sep 24
Turn around slowly
and admire the life that you had,
regard it with the highest honour.

Turn around slowly
and admire the life that you had,
now that you are a skewered donner.

23/01/24
Just a little silliness!
Shall I spill words?
Shall I spill tears?
Or Shall I spill blood?
Indegenious to my nature is the fact,
That it can't stay,
It needs to flow,
It needs to be felt and heard by another existence,
A much kinder and understanding one
Hitherto,
the sacrifice to spill has left a dauntingly adverse repression,
Nothing has sustained,
all has been robbed,
"Shall I spill away all that has been left of me?"she wonders
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