#plural
A Persecutor's role is to harm us
It is a goal ours is good for
As if we get happy
They shall then strike
With a shot that normally makes friends leave
We don't want to lose anyone else
For we love them so
But this is where things normally go wrong
For lance had a shot today
Without any good reason
He took his opportunity and made his mark
We don't want him to cost us
One of the biggest dreams that we have
Causing those we care for to not view us
To not see us as worthy
We want to give those special the happiness they award to us
Yet the Persecutor wants us alone
Hurting in deep pains
Feeling the issues of our past
We are just wanting progress
To move beyond the pain
We found a way to be happy
Amazing people who like us more then we deserve
Yet lance cant handle that
We need to stop letting his fears win
To not allow fear to control us
Never will we allow you to hurt who we love
Not now
Not ever again
You will have to go through the rest of us!
18h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 6:20 AM UTC
Why do you worried that life will come to an end?
Such righteous scores you’ve tallied,
trying your best to win.
God is but a plunk in our quantum field.
Before we’re born we seal the deal.
You might not recall
but some of us can.
We’re born and we die and we always live again.
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 9:16 AM UTC
turn back the clocks, rewind it
there's something else behind this
not that hard to find it
but hard enough to fight it
Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 3:41 PM UTC
Once
One
Oblivious to the pain of the world
And of herself
The split
Began
When she could not handle
Her reality
One
Became
Three
But they were not done
These troubled souls
Mourned
Together
Held each other up
But it was not enough
They were
Helpless
Doomed to watch their cruel fate unfold
So three grew into five
Five
Different
The same
Whole
Divided
They thought they were done
Five is plenty
But 6
7?
Must be
Better
Safety in numbers
A motley family
Concealed inside a single
Body
Pain
And safety
Dissociation
And protection
We are a far cry from that little girl
Mar 16, 2025
Mar 16, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
Is it finally over?
Living in fear
Of those I am supposed to trust
Breaking free of the cage
The latest prophesy reoccurring
I wondered what it meant
Could it just be a change in mindset?
Is it finally over?
Hiding who I truly am
Who WE truly are
Masking
Pretending
To be whole, to be one
Is it finally over?
Fearing we will have to hide forever
Wondering if anyone will ever believe us
Wondering if anyone will ever care
Was it a misunderstanding all along?
Were we isolating ourselves without reason
Believing it will be not different than the other times
Are they finally ready to listen?
Hope is a cruel thing
Please don’t hurt us again
Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 4:56 PM UTC
The problem with sharing a body
Is how hard it is to tell who you are
Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 8:02 PM UTC
it neither killed me,
nor made me stronger,
it did a third thing
~
got angels and devils sitting on my shoulders, in my ears
these different parts of me— you’ve seen them through the years
i live in fragments
i'm never whole
it's not the life i thought i'd lead
at least it's never ******* dull
i lost my head
found these instead
and never felt quite like 'me' again
even when i’m alone
i’m never lonely
~
i hear the voices
from the inside out
oh stop; i recognize that look you're giving me:
"why keep it hidden from us until now?"
i don't recall much from after ten years old
let’s call that 'brain rot'
lost memories of repeat awful happenings
that i still don't know if i deserved or not (you didn’t)(x2)
the only one who ever truly knows what's going on is you
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 7:33 PM UTC
there’s somethin funny going on up in this house
check the front, now the windows, see? the lights are out
no one’s home, just us voices, extra extroverted noises
just the other people in your head making you regret your choices
it’s just us bonus mouths to feed and sometimes hands to hold
we hope you hear us when we say this covert thing is getting kinda old
Dec 23, 2022
Dec 23, 2022 at 1:08 PM UTC
I'm a stranger in my own head,
A sojourner embodied.
As I lie here on my old bed,
Impressions flashing oddly.
I'm a stranger to my own needs,
my old provisions moldy.
I'm lost, can hardly proceed,
But must continue boldly.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 7:54 AM UTC
many souls live within my head.
young, old. those who are living, & even those who are dead.
the options differ, change, & clash. words throw between them can be brash.
but these souls work together to make up this whole, as the body before you is many a soul.
Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 8:01 PM UTC
i’ve gotta rewire some things inside me
not in the right headspace to take life on right now
without a little extra help from those around and before and inside me
i’ve gotta release some demons, exorcise me
keeping them bottled up for so long, they’ve
got other people’s hands all over me, shaking things up
a prisoner to my own hidden feelings , i’m ready to burst
want to get it out, once and for all
not be trapped inside any longer
a bunch of secrets bouncing around my bones
like stubborn trespasser(s)
i
mold
meld
melt
molt
i find myself lost in us again
wrapping your& words around me like a hug
falling in love with this cosmic entanglement
watched us bloom in times of turmoil
and
i'm just so happy to be home, finally
May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 12:26 PM UTC
head filled with thoughts of knives and blood and tears and the finality of the silence that comes After.
short car rides feel that much longer one-handed and with your mind taking detours.
an empty passenger's seat, save for the bag of fresh pharmacy goods; bandages and pills and the sting of the chill winter air.
the suffocating feeling of being stuck inside all day, except this home is a body and relief is only found in quick, deep successions.
basement flooding with memories of Then and When and Red and we find ourselves to be lost in it all. drowning even.
wade through the murk and discover us in the darkest alcoves of yourself. we hide in the shadows where it's safest, drenched.
it's hard to stay present around these parts for very long without something (or someone) stirring inside begging us to forget the rest.
Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 12:01 AM UTC
The unknown in me
written July 22nd, 2021
I collect words
and try to fit them
to my experiences
trying to capture
this moment right now—
it is all I have.
I—looks at the page
and writes a moment
while others peer over her shoulder
shaking their heads
curling up to sleep from the overwhelm
reaching out to change a word or phrase
we are all here
sometimes all at once
other times one at a time
I always think I know
who writes these words
this word right now
Until I look back
and don't recognize
words just written
I guess we are used to it
the wonder and startlement of
the unknown in me.
Aug 6, 2021
Aug 6, 2021 at 4:25 PM UTC
God came in three -
they set aside time and space
for collaborative creativity
God came in three
and in that 'us', 'our' and 'we'
metaphored an identity of mutuality
God came in three
advocating once and for all
a celebration of plurality
God came in three
illustrating that all families
are a godly thingamy
God came in three
inviting you and you and me
to join them
together for eternity
Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC
Happiness was always plural in my mind,
there had to be a he, a she or they,
but as time passed,
I grew to learn that
happiness is a singular ' I '.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
Life: Noun: Uncountable: Plural: Lives
The ability to have: Abilities
Period of time filled with: Adjectives
With many opportunities to seize
Life as punishment: Contract/prison/love
Life as enjoyment: Contact/comfort/love
Love: Meaning: Affection. Also used above
Love: For idiom see also: Turtledove
Life: Antonym: Death: What comes after life
The leading cause of death on Earth: Neglect
Example: None cared the child had a knife
The leading cause of life on Earth: V-necks
Cheat: Suicide: Lessons on life not learned
Antidote: No cure has yet been confirmed
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC