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I can breathe again,
A weight lifted from my chest,
Colors brighter,
Sounds clearer,
My mind, no longer at war with itself.

I can live again,
Fully present,
Not just existing,
But thriving,
One breath at a time.

I can cry again,
Tears of sadness and joy,
Releasing old pain,
Healing my heart.

I can rest again,
My mind at peace,
Trusting my instincts,
My body free from tension.

I can hope again,
For a brighter future,
A new beginning,
A life filled with joy and contentment.

I can trust again,
Myself, my thoughts,
My emotions,
My instincts,
My heart.

I can forgive again,
Releasing the weight of grudges,
Finding peace within,
No longer burdened by anger or resentment.

I can grow stronger again,
Embracing challenges,
Learning from mistakes,
Building resilience and confidence.

I can celebrate myself again,
Recognizing my worth,
Acknowledging my progress,
And feeling proud of who I am.
I’m myself
When I’m with me
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Silence is golden
Every morning when I wake up,
I tell myself how much I love myself.

I look in the mirror,
and say:
How beautiful!

I listen to myself
when I have a problem.

I prepare a delicious breakfast,
after work,
in the evenings, I train.

I take care of my friendships
and also my nutrition.

I take care of my appearance
and my thoughts.

I caress myself,
I give myself gifts,
and words of encouragement.

"Every gesture I give myself
is a hug to my soul,
and to my inner child.
I take care of myself, I love myself."
Lostling Feb 1
Always searching
For a reason

Always looking
For a sign

Always seeking
For an answer

Always hunting
All my life

But…

What If
I’m the one who’s lost?

What if
I need to be found?

What if
I’m the one who’s dying?

What if
I’m the one who’s drowned?

Nah… that’s impossible
Loves helping others but never asks for help because they’re convinced they can do everything and don’t need help if they try hard enough? Couldn’t be me.
Lostling Feb 1
As I grow older
There were more big problems
Overshadowing the small ones
And so I stopped tending to those small things

Like brushing teeth
Or going for walks
Or bathing
Or eating
Or sleeping

Huh… I think I might be dying
Under great stress, people sometimes forget to take care of themselves. So if you’re one of these people, take a short break and drink water or go for a walk around your neighbourhood. These might seem small, but they’re still important.
silvervi Jan 12
I am safe, no matter what my anxiety tells me :)
Look around you, realize that you are safe and that those feelings of anxiety come from scary images within your mind. It doesn't actually exist but your body reacts as if it's real.
duck Jan 9
fell in love again.
with his little smexy jawline
and cute smiles that stain
my life like sunshine.

but I have to let go.
teach myself to not get obsessed.
the process might be slow,
but at least I won't be depressed.
;-;
Delicacy8100 Dec 2024
Broken me not
Broken I forgot
Abandoned alone my childhood disowned
Survival self-taught
Weathered storms so cold
Broken I forgot
A journey alone I fought and fought
Words to decompress
Breakthroughs who forgot
Insight brings light
Questions unanswered
Broken me not
New life New bonds
No more struggling in silence
Using words as a weapon
Strengthen my mind
The world not forgotten my revival profound
Broken past in the open
Broken me not
Reborn my word tree
I sit endlessly think
A million questions revived
I question
WHO ME

Off-subject life continues my words........ Help ME
A new year ends
A new year begins
My mind runs endlessly
reconnecting what was taught using life experience
I'm genuinely self-taught

You questioned my status you turned into doubt
Paper means nothing when the words have no back
Everyone with connection claims they figured it out
Life provides you with options in times only one route
Make something out of nothing
A million questions (just breathe)
One Life My Poem
Please continue to read
Rubianne Foster Dec 2024
I wanted you to brush my hair
So we could talk and giggle
To sit at your feet
And be told how to be
A desire to lay my head on your knee
As cigarettes fill the air
The chores are left unfinished
And I am just another boring task.
So today my hair was brushed by me
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