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they say
you are nothing,
a shadow fading away,
unseen, unheard,
lost in the noise.
you are insignificant.

but they are liars
you are everything.
a light that shines bright,
seen, heard,
found in the quiet.
you are significant.
not a reverse poem
Rain 3d
How can you pretend we were never close
Treat me like **** because I didn't put you first I needed to distance myself from you
For the first time I was putting myself ahead of others
Saw what you were doing to me was making the pain harsher
So I had to say no
Because caring about you made all my progress lost
I always put others first
Let them step on me so their shoes won't get ruined with dirt
Now I said no
At first you were mad snapped at me
I guess because I was the one that said no
So I'm the bad guy
But now you look at me like dirt on the floor
Like I'm nothing to you
Was I only something to you when I gave you what you wante
Only made me feel like a human When I said yes
You told me to value myself And not harm my body
I guess what you only meant that I should come second
You first
So don't you dare look at me Like I deserve your coldness
Like I'm the bad guy
Don't you dare turn away when I made an effort for peace
Stop making me feel like nothing
For choosing me
ki 3d
Trying to keep my cool knowing i'm losing my sanity.
Knowing that feeling wasn't mutual, constantly being led on by those who leave.
Knowing that those 5 minutes of fulfilment is going to turn into emptiness.
From waking up to excitement to absolutely nothing.
Looking into the mirror knowing their sweet words now has no purpose and I question "Why?" Just why...? Reminding myself everyday that I am nothing important.
Just something to fill in someone's time. Something they go to when they are bored.
My heart is tired and all it wanted was to acknowledge not ignored.
a poem for the ones who feel too much and receive too little. this is about being someone's temporary comfort while silently craving something real.
it's the exhaustion of giving your heart just to be left with silence. for anyone who's ever questioned their worth after being used, ignored, or led on... this one's for you.
I'd like to thank personally                                                       ­                   
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For all the years of misery                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                     
That you have inflicted on me                                                               ­         
                                                       ­                                                                 ­  While I gave of myself endlessly                                                        ­            
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You always treated me like ****           
                                                                        ­                                                         Telling me that I deserved
it                                                               ­                   
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And yes, it hurt quite a bit                                                              ­                  
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I'm glad to say I am past all of it                                                               ­                                                                 ­                                
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 You really hit below the belt                                                             ­         
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Making me hate even myself                                                           ­           
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Oblivious to how I felt                                                             ­                     
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You lit the fire, watched me melt                                                             ­           
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I absorbed your every blow                                                             ­                 
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I didn't have the sense to know                                                             ­         
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That I could just turn & go                                                               ­               
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  and in return I would then grow                                                             ­                                                                 ­        
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Through God's strength & mercy                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                     
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He had a different plan for me                                                              
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He opened my eyes so I could see                                                              ­        
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That you weren't worthy of me                                                               ­ 
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  Looking back on those dark days                                                             ­           
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  I can't imagine why I stayed                                                           ­                                                             
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  and let a man treat me that way                                                              ­              
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­  and told myself it was okay                                                             ­         
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I have learned from my mistakes                                                         ­         
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That real love is about give & take                                                      
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  the next time, that I fall I'll make                                                             ­                                   
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**** sure my heart isn't at stake
After years of blaming myself, I know it's not me.
Let me make one thing clear today,
Like the lion’s roar at the break of day.
If my worth you fail to see,
then like the wind, you drift from me.
Loyalty is strong, like ancient stone,
and those who stray must walk alone.

People come and people go,
like rivers where the wild reeds grow.
But if you stand, then stand with pride,
like mighty baobabs side by side.
Respect is not a gift, but earned,
like coal from the wood when burned.

I do not chase, I do not plead,
my heart is not a thing of need.
If you walk, then go your way,
no words will beg for you to stay.
The ones who matter, firm remain,
like endless stars in the night’s domain.

A stranger you will be to me,
like lost footprints washed to sea.
Deceit is but a fleeting shade,
exposed beneath the sun’s cruel blade.
Respect is deep, like mountain roots,
and falsehood bears no lasting fruits.

I do not play the games of those,
who shift like winds where no one knows.
I stand with those whose hearts are true,
whose souls shine bright like morning dew.
Like warriors bound by blood and trust,
I walk with strength, I rise from dust.

So if you’re here, then stand with grace,
this path we walk is not a race.
It’s not a right to walk beside,
but earned with truth and worn with pride.
I give my love to those who see,
that worth is built on loyalty.
I know I was drawn to coming here                                                             ­                                               
to a dark room with a mind to
clear                                                            ­                                                  
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I need some time to think about me                                                               ­                                            
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And find out what my life needs to be                                                               ­                                                          
 I have a habit of blaming myself                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                             
    Give all my love to everyone else                                                             ­                                                
   So, what I have been repressing                                                                  ­                                                
Has bubbled up & effervescing                                                     ­                                         
A hard battle that I have to win                                                              ­                  
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   Am I worthy of self-forgiving?                                                                     ­                                                 
    It's time to let all the past go   
                                                                ­                                               
Less ebb & much more flow
Rubyredheart Apr 4
Yes
Don’t we all just want to feel
****
Smart
Attractive
Desirable
& mostly LOVED…
Don’t we all want to know
We’re valued
Admired
Appreciated &
Mostly LOVED

don’t we all just need to know
We matter?

I matter…I am ****…I am important…I am LOVED!
You matter! You are ****.  You are important! You are LOVED!
So don’t
Fade away
We MATTER
Always…
We all need to know
We matter to someone…
You are everything to me
Selena Apr 2
Once a poet with magical spells,
Floating words out from my hands.

Now I stood still holding blank papers,
Words now withholding to hover.

What’s a man without his worth?
Now I'm just a poet with no words.
Andy Denson Mar 22
change is the only constant
but being is open-hearted
& loving more.

i don’t want to be so
drunk
that i wake up in gun hill road.
home on new year’s day. 7 am.

for me, you can always reclaim a
sense of sanity
even in a time of chaos.

there are many things that
one
cannot reclaim.

why should i try?
if those things are gone…

did i need them in the
1st place?

self-worth comes back.
things get stolen.
for something
new.
This poem reflects on the tumultuous journey toward sobriety and self-discovery. It grapples with the desire for change, the fear of losing oneself, and the realization that some losses pave the way for newfound self-worth. The imagery of waking up on Gun Hill Road symbolizes moments of reckoning, while the contemplation of what is truly necessary invites readers to consider the essence of personal growth.
rick Mar 20
not good enough to be in your band
or join your basketball team
but good enough
to spectate or be your water boy
not good enough
to pass your classes academically
but good enough to receive a passing grade
for participation that helped me graduate
so I’d be out of your hair
not good enough
to break bread with you at the lunch table
because our parents made different salaries
but good enough
to be put down when you needed a laugh
or to feel better about yourself
not good enough
to answer back when I needed your help
but good enough
to be a nostalgic crutch when you need someone
to lean on
I’ve only been good enough
to stand in front of your machines,
to fill out your paperwork,
to sweep your floors
but not good enough
to advance at this job or in this society
and now I’ve found myself conquering the world
despite your predictions, despite your conjectures
despite your criticism, despite your disparaging remarks.
I have made myself who I am today based on the indifference
towards your humiliation, your rejections, your rebukes
so, if you see me on the streets and I don’t say “hi”
it just means you weren’t worthy of acknowledging
and if I give you the sharp eye and spit in the trash can
it only means I’ve forgotten about you completely
and that is good enough for me.
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