#valid
a hilltop view
seen through many eyes
some see beauty
some see pain
some find beauty
despite the pain.
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 8:05 AM UTC
"It's just a phase"
Or is it?
My labels have changed many times
Yes, that is true
That doesn't mean it's a phase
Life is a journey
And discovering yourself takes time
There're twists and turns and backtracking
"Maybe I'm this label"
"No, maybe I'm this"
The journey may be long
But it's never without purpose
Your journey is valid
My journey is valid
I am Liam
And that is my truth
Say my name, my real name
For that is who I am
Not the version in your head
I am me
I am Liam
Respect it or leave
Be who you are
And don't let anyone question it
You are you
Never change to fit someone else's expectations
You are not a Build-a-Bear
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
The world is 8 billion strong.
That number growing every day.
So please believe and understand what I mean when I say that some people
will always have it better,
and some will always have it worse.
That doesn't make your struggles any less valid.
You don't have to feel guilty for being human.
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 8:28 PM UTC
You can be hurt, but not feel pain.
You can be scared even though you seem safe. You can feel trapped even when you're alone because everyone processes their own experiences and emotions differently.
It's all valid.
Feb 10, 2024
Feb 10, 2024 at 8:51 PM UTC
"You don't understand"
"No, YOU don't understand!"
The truth is, none of us
can ever truly understand.
Because despite our need to be social,
to connect with each other,
our experiences, our feelings,
are ours alone. But that doesn't make connections we have with others any less meaningful. One more thing.
For what it's worth,
your feelings, your experiences, are valid.
Feb 3, 2022
Feb 3, 2022 at 11:31 AM UTC
They tell me I'm missing out
That I should find a person to be my home
But I am not lacking
I am whole
All on my own
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 5:00 PM UTC
scrabble
sits in the middle of the table
my brother is being an idiot
and just to let you know
shub, feety, qib, and yeet
are not valid words
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 5:00 PM UTC
I look to you once again
to see if you notice my pain.
You look at me completely baffled
unaware of what I've battled.
Is it too much to ask for validation
for you to share in my frustration
I'm not asking you to understand
acknowledgement is all I demand
I want you to see that it happened
not live in ignorance and think I imagined.
They say 'It is what it is,' and that is true
I just want you to say that you knew.
I want to know that I'm valid
no need to sing me a ballad
Just tell me what I already know
no need to wrap it in a bow
Just be very avid
about the fact that I am valid.
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 8:19 AM UTC
words can stand empty like shrines of gods forgotten
and cave rooms inhabited by nothing
but stones and decay
people die
and fade as flowers do in anticipation
and then winter comes
things fall to the same dust
from which we were made and shall return
so to you who go before us; unafraid
I wish love was enough
to bring back the soul and make it marry body again
so that two can become one
and breathe life into you again
to make the world and this vacuum created
whole again
I love you even beyond death
and life itself
sway and sail away into the light
where you shall be clothed with warmth the world knows nothing about
- nothing left to say
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 1:15 PM UTC
This ring,
He gave it to me, you know.
It came as a surprise,
On a day so right,
On a morning so white,
With Clouds so blue,
Just at the right time.
I, a flower, opening up its petals,
To the golden morning sun.
There it was,
There, in its greatness,
A delicately cut metal,
With a beautifully designed pink symmetrical stone,
A literal piece of art, oozing radiation.
It’s luminosity never seizes,
To synthesize my flowery heart.
Let me hold on to you,
Dear Source of light,
For you are,
A constant reminder of the moment, I said
“YES, I WILL FOREVER BE YOURS” to infinity,
As the Heavens and Nature rallied around You and Me.
Around Us, to witness, our two-become-one.
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 9:37 AM UTC
I needed a minute;
to stand in the rain,
to feel it’s droplets toss and slide down my face,
to allow me to be washed clean of sin,
to be one with nature,
earth and the heavens,
to be kissed by the rain in all the right places.
I felt it’s every kiss on my skin
Cold, no doubt its kisses were but nevertheless magical.
As I stood there with feet planted into the ground and soaked to the core,
I thought; I am a tree planted on fertile soil with roots extending deep into mother earth.
Why should I not thrive?
this right here is FREEDOM,
I live!
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC
lonely is YOU
when you are not comfortable with yourself
and
the things about you that make people ask questions
that make you question
the very essence
that is YOU.
but
lonely can also
be you accepting YOU because you finally realize
it is ok to be you in your own skin
because
you are enough
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 3:25 AM UTC
man
woman
a mat on a floor at night
from them, I came
hips cracked open
like earth gives way for tinny little
green crops to emerge
dreams are feathers
ideas too
they come from nothing
and then they grow
while we walk over troubled waters
I grew in stride inside a god
she was woman
and the earth
her *****
mother
let me be magic
an army of a thousand marching
in full-force through winds and earth plains
shattering glass ceilings
like my ancestors did before me
let me walk in their ashes
let my feet be sanctified
I will cross every bridge they built
I will walk in purpose
I walk in thousands
it is what you believe
that you see
because they were
I AM!
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
My black has roamed the earth since the beginning of time. And even before the biblical earth was created.
Before civilization became mainstream and hungry European limbs raced for a stake in Africa.
My black existed even before the term ***** was coined in the 1800s to name me into a corner with property, beasts, and things that crawl the earth.
Before the exploration of Sub-Saharan Africa in the 15th century, during the Age of Discovery, my black thrived and survived.
Even then, we were more than just bodies existing. It meant something. We meant something to our families and friends and communities. We were nations of tribes and cities on rich and fertile soil, with traditions and cultures where women ran and led families and armies. Where babies became land-owners at birth. And trees sang their names to the skies in celebration.
You see, my black is progressive.
My black was never stronger than it is now.
I won’t break, no matter how hard they try to subjugate me.
They will not succeed, they shall not.
My black shall conquer any injustices committed against me.
My black is God-given and me, thus my black is unapologetic.
My black is strong.
My black is multi-dimensional, complicated, and many different things beyond the color of my skin or the nature of my ***** hair.
my black and I are more than just my ethnicity or race.
My black is stronger than every standard of beauty I am forced to live up to.
My black is human and compassionate.
My black gives me the power I need, to step into my own peculiar trajectory and destiny.
I do not blame them, for not being able to understand my black, because it took me a long time, to fully comprehend, accept, and step into the power of my blackness.
Now that I do, I am unashamed and proud of who and what I am in my blackness.
They may try to enslave and keep me in darkness and ******* but like a phoenix from the ashes, my black shall rise and prevail.
My voice will be heard.
They may shoot me, spite me and even dismiss me all they want but still, they will never **** my black.
Even in despair, my blackness comforts me.
My black is too strong to be broken.
And I am Valid.
Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 4:19 PM UTC
Tell me why
The children of Africa are brung up
Only when I try to scream for help
Tell me why
An echoe implodes inside my mind
Nothing is wrong, its all a show
Like white draped over corpses
Your comparisons muffle my cries
A broken leg is still a broken leg
After a thousand broken necks
So
Depression is still depression
After a couple of sadistic ******
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 8:03 AM UTC
You're amazing,
You're appreciated,
You're loved,
And you're valid.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 5:29 AM UTC
If life
is a collection
of chain reactions,
I wonder
who started
the chaos
and
who is at
the bottom of
the receiving end,
because if it
falls short at
being fair,
then nothing here
is valid.
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
Headaches
Come in all
Shapes
Sizes
Forms
Headaches
Come and
Go
They are tempory
Your pain
Is tempory too
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
I hope you know I will not tear my insides up for you and succumb to a void of nothingness just to gain a sense of recognition from the limited care you implemented upon me.
I will no longer stay up and spend endless hours deciding if I want to text you apologies or call you at midnight and tell you I miss you because I know you will pick up and your mind will already encompass a sense of pride and confidence that you’ve won the battle over me.
I will show you that I can be okay without your poisonous tongue that rejuvenated the scarce nothingness of the meanings you dreaded to say as in such a way that your fake promises could actually heal the pain that already dwells within my heart.
I will spend an infinite amount of days fighting the images of us actually being something and I will learn to forgive you for your double edged sword that you pierced within both of us to make sure that your mark shall be made to all who dares to even try to love me but only to be disappointed by the hallow form that you’ve created.
I don’t care if it takes years for me to actually love myself again after the damage you’ve done but it will all be worth it because I’ve realized that there is someone out there who just might be gentle enough to help me heal my own wounds and to be the support I needed when I couldn’t breathe on perilous nights that seemed endless.
You may have sparked a fire, and it may have burnt more than actually lit the darkness but now it is igniting like the sun and this passion will continue until I am ready to accept that you were just another stage in my life that was meant to be torn away carefully and placed somewhere that I will soon forget it even existed.
I will love myself again and I hope you learn the weight of your actions and your words that have swallowed up innocent souls that just wanted to be set free.
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC
We are all the same.
A human,
with a body, a soul, a brain.
So excuse my manners,
because this isn't very well mannered,
sit down and shut up,
because my pain
is as valid as your pain.
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 1:54 AM UTC
Validity is all I seek,
Or perhaps
I have invested all my life into a
Devilish lie.
Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC