#lifechallenges
I met a version of myself,
A past that lived in quiet hell,
His shoulders weighed with untold truths,
In his eyes, the ghosts of youth.
He stood, proud but lost inside,
A prisoner of dreams denied,
I knelt in shame, a ghost of me,
Torn between what was and could be.
"You know," I said, "you've been this way,
Caught in a cage where shadows play,
But let me tell you, now I see,
You're still inside of me, and free."
He smiled with pain, the truth untold,
"I never wanted this, you know—
This life of striving to please the blind,
The masks we wore, the thoughts we mined."
But in his eyes, I saw the change,
A flicker in the dark, so strange,
And I realized, as time flew past,
We'd both been caught, both built to last.
Now here I stand, no more a slave,
No longer bound to past’s dark wave,
I freed myself, and freed him too,
The shackles gone, the world anew.
And though the road remains unclear,
I hold his voice, I hold it near,
For in his steps, I see my own—
The strength I’ve sought, now fully grown.
The shame, the guilt, they start to fade,
Replaced by light, by love’s cascade,
And in that moment, I finally see,
That all I sought was always me.
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 3:43 AM UTC
✨√SIGNED_FATE
I looked at myself in the mirror,
Smiled, but hit back with a frawning reflection,
My thoughts lingered on the darkened soul,
Where the black suit sheltered pain, deep sketched scars of a tortured heart...
A place they found as comfortable as home,
A place they cry and mourn.
Daughter of fate as written,
Happiness buried deep within my soul,
Screams and cries of the vengeful beasts inside,
Wanting to be let free,
And ***** the whole situation up.
Echoes of the defeaning silence,
Sending me to hades...
They watching,
My every move tracking,
Leading me on a journey there's nothing like retrieving,
Where I hope to have an unerrinng ******* life,
Where I wish they lull me to eternal sleep.
Their voices becoming louder as I pootle in,
Gravitating deeper in the gloomy atmosphere,
Wild thoughts circulating in my mind,
Suicidal thoughts taking the better part of me,
with a force greater than centrifugal,
dismantling whole of my right mind.
Their open arms luring me to hug back,
No one can save me now,
No one can unhitch me from these chains of torment, condemnation,
My mind is all frozen,
My heart is all broken,
Nothing's right,
Maybe signing my fate is the only real thing,
Maybe I'll no longer feel this emptiness,
loneliness,
Just like leaves gyrate slowly to the ground.
Everything happens so fast,
In nick of time, blade in my hand,
Gashed both of my wrists, half-arsed,
Gush of blood flowing,
I pass out,
In a pool of a blood, I lay helplessly,
Waiting for my flipping Will to be read out.
Signed fate...
©tiana...😭
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 5:30 PM UTC
No matter how tough you've been through,
No matter how difficult your way to your destination,
No matter how hard you fight for the life's battle,
No matter how hard the waves you've been swimming—
Always remember that you have God.
Everything has a purpose
And everything happens for a reason.
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 1:47 AM UTC
Arguments, anger, frustration.
Conflict, mediation, meditation.
Today it’s all about our cortex, our right brain, your left brain.
Our amygdala, your feminine side, someone’s masculine side.
Maybe even the bright side.
Who is right, who is wrong.
Onwards, backwards, forwards,
Glass half full, too often these days the glass is empty.
Relationships are strained, pressures too great.
The *** boils over and over.
A fire burns into the very soul. Too much gets destroyed. The damage is done.
Things are certainly inflamed as people are enraged and anger reins.
How are you travelling?
What are your goals?
Common sense, like Paradise, lost.
Love is lost and sometimes re-found if good fortune favours you and maybe the brave.
Children suffer; best interests I hear you say.
But does anyone really understand?
For too many it is all about me, me, me.
Sadly, it is all about agendas and egos, it is all about me, me, me.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 11:17 PM UTC