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Darina Forgacova Dec 2020
Girl who survived
Went through dark days alone
She had lonely times to lived
Scared to each her bone

Never expected this would come
Pray to God each day to survive
Take care of her soul in a dark
Appreciate each day to be alive
unnamed Jun 2020
Someone once told me,
I will never be good enough,
I am the worst,
I ruined them.

And I taught myself the other way round.

When you wish for an end,
Always remember there are people out there faced worst,
And they survived.

When you wish to give up,
Always remember why you started in the first place,
And made up your mind.

When people stepped on you,
Always remember to be strong,
And moved on.

Yes,
You will drown in the midst of darkness,
But you will also live in the midst of light.
Even for a few seconds.

Find and remember that few seconds,
And always remember to live for yourself.

Because,
It's your life you live,
Not theirs.

That's why it's okay if no one understands.
Julie Grenness Jun 2020
Here's an ode to make us laugh,
Boomers resilient to the last,
Survived high school in  the sixties,
Where we learnt cookery,
Girls did not have *****,
Couldn't do woodwork, over it!
Instead, made a pudding of suet,
Fat, fat, fat, eating to rue it!
Feedback welcome.
Steve Page May 2020
Afterwards I started feeling
like I am a human
being again.

That's what this place did to me
it brought back my human
in the reflection of the hills,
the lakes, the trees,

but doing nothing to fade the ink.
No one told me that I had been liberated,
I had lost my knowledge.

So I ran free to find my voice last heard
before the years lived with the lasting dead,
the years sat with the lasting hunger,

but I had everything, I had paradise. So I ran -
taking my time to reclaim my body for the hungry,
taking my time to reclaim my voice for the silent.

I stopped living through and started living slowly.
I slept and ate and grew into our new normality,
together again alone.

Running not marching
Breathing not moaning
Swimming not dying
Living not surviving

and my voice lived to tell.
This is where I belong - not alone.
For the child holocaust survivors transported to Windermere. I recommend the documentary
Hurricanebabe May 2019
Some people like being *******.
Being ******* scarred me.
Being ******* unable to stop the torture, was disturbing.
Some people will never understand this torture.

He said it was the goodbye to our relationship.
This was a goodbye no one wants.
People thought it was consensual with the marks on my neck.
They were wrong this wasn't consensual, it took my self esteem.

The ties were broken after that night.
When the ties were broken, he didn't like that.
He made different media accounts under different names to see me.
I'm proud to say I survived the ties but not many do.
A Landstrom Feb 2019
What doesn't **** you
Makes you stronger
Well the first part isn't true
It doesn't **** it conquers

It wipes over every thought
To the point you think nothing but
And with every muscle you fought
It wasn't enough to even leave a small cut

See this thing takes over
Lives and breathes disaster
Leaving your arms and leg cover
Shutting people out so you speak no answer

Pushing family and friends away
Going to that dark place
Letting your mind decay
Needing someone to embrace

But in a time when everything was broken
I looked up and you was standing there
with a smile on my face my heart awoken
Healing me like walking Medicare

And now 3 years later we are getting married
We grew so much together
When your close I feel like I'm in a sanctuary
Our love for each other is a tether

We survived with each other
Through the bad and worst times
We have watched over one another
To make sure we dont cross lines

From here it's all uphill
Making memories and creating pacts
I love you and forever will
Nothing can change that
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