#youaremore - Hello Poetry

Looking back over the last twelve years Wondering why I am still here Unsuccessive at living or ending my life Have there been good times? I suppose that depends On your definition of good Its an anniversary Reminders of the pain and grief That I both endured and gave Looking back I am more than that I survived - I have overcome

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Jun 8, 2020

Jun 8, 2020 at 10:24 PM UTC

nitaann

Looking Back

Looking back over the last twelve years Wondering why I am still here Unsuccessive at living or ending my life Have there been good times? I suppose that depends On your definition of good Its an anniversary Reminders of the pain and grief That I both endured and gave Looking back I am more than that I survived - I have overcome

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going through many phases handling another faces all you have to know is not everyone deserves you because you are more than they ever think about you

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Jul 14, 2019

Jul 14, 2019 at 10:32 AM UTC

__reverieur

an understanding

going through many phases handling another faces all you have to know is not everyone deserves you because you are more than they ever think about you

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Please do not look at you the way you think they look at you. Every word you've heard about you, does not define who you are. You are more than the mistakes you make. Life would be less entertaining without them. You are more than the people you've given your body too. Don't let your spirit fade because you gave a piece of yourself to someone unworthy. You are more than the nights you've spent pondering your existence. Your soul is on this Earth for a reason. You are more than the ***** looks you give yourself when you look back on the past. Don't let your history haunt your presence. You are more than how you are treated. They do not know the real you.

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Jul 20, 2018

Jul 20, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC

nodramallama

you are more

Please do not look at you the way you think they look at you. Every word you've heard about you, does not define who you are. You are more than the mistakes you make. Life would be less entertaining without them. You are more than the people you've given your body too. Don't let your spirit fade because you gave a piece of yourself to someone unworthy. You are more than the nights you've spent pondering your existence. Your soul is on this Earth for a reason. You are more than the ***** looks you give yourself when you look back on the past. Don't let your history haunt your presence. You are more than how you are treated. They do not know the real you.

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At first I was nothing, vast without contrast. But then I passed all that… I became a dot, And thought the whole universe was mine Until a line appeared! And as that line neared me, I feared the end of my existence. But with persistence, this line convinced me to come along… So I joined, I now had momentum. You couldn’t stop me I was all I could be! But up ahead, another line appeared and I feared a collision would leave me dead so I veered left. And became a right angle, tangled in a web of myself and my wealth and my worth. I’d turned inward once, so I thought, why not once more? And as I did this I realized I was traveling parallel to myself, back toward the beginning of my existence.That dot I thought I once was! Suddenly I stopped because far off to my left I saw a door I hadn’t seen before. So I turned inward once more toward that door, My new destination! And when I arrived at that door I realized that I was not a dot, or a line, or an angle. I was a square! I was a shape, give me a cape and I could be a character. I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this! This must be bliss this must be… Awkwardly, I heard a knock, knock knock. So I opened that door, expecting to find someone behind it knocking. Only all I found was another line descending downward. So I followed that line into a blinding white space, which I assumed was hollow. Due to the echo when I yelled “Hello”… Hello… Hello… “Is anyone there?”… Is anyone there?… Is anyone there?… Unaware of my surrounding the line abruptly became a point which diverged perpendicular in two directions. I became confused as to how one became two? Still, I moved onward. But then, when two became four I could no longer ignore the possibility that I was probably more than the four corners of this square, And when four corners became six sides, eight points and twelve lines I realized that I had depth! I was not just a dot, or a line, or a square… I was a cube! I had three dimensions dude! And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this. This must be bliss this must be… Then I heard laughter and a voice told me to unfold myself, and I said what? And again, quite clearly, a voice told me to unfold myself. So I listened, and as I did this I realized I was not a dot, or a line, or a square, or a cube… I was a thought, unfolded into a cross, accosted by love that seemingly had nowhere else to go. And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this. This must be bliss this must be… And again I heard someone laughing And a familiar voice asked me, “Do you think this is it my friend? Do you think it ends here? Don’t you know, it keeps going!”

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Apr 29, 2016

Apr 29, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC

jeff-west

Dot

At first I was nothing, vast without contrast. But then I passed all that… I became a dot, And thought the whole universe was mine Until a line appeared! And as that line neared me, I feared the end of my existence. But with persistence, this line convinced me to come along… So I joined, I now had momentum. You couldn’t stop me I was all I could be! But up ahead, another line appeared and I feared a collision would leave me dead so I veered left. And became a right angle, tangled in a web of myself and my wealth and my worth. I’d turned inward once, so I thought, why not once more? And as I did this I realized I was traveling parallel to myself, back toward the beginning of my existence.That dot I thought I once was! Suddenly I stopped because far off to my left I saw a door I hadn’t seen before. So I turned inward once more toward that door, My new destination! And when I arrived at that door I realized that I was not a dot, or a line, or an angle. I was a square! I was a shape, give me a cape and I could be a character. I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this! This must be bliss this must be… Awkwardly, I heard a knock, knock knock. So I opened that door, expecting to find someone behind it knocking. Only all I found was another line descending downward. So I followed that line into a blinding white space, which I assumed was hollow. Due to the echo when I yelled “Hello”… Hello… Hello… “Is anyone there?”… Is anyone there?… Is anyone there?… Unaware of my surrounding the line abruptly became a point which diverged perpendicular in two directions. I became confused as to how one became two? Still, I moved onward. But then, when two became four I could no longer ignore the possibility that I was probably more than the four corners of this square, And when four corners became six sides, eight points and twelve lines I realized that I had depth! I was not just a dot, or a line, or a square… I was a cube! I had three dimensions dude! And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this. This must be bliss this must be… Then I heard laughter and a voice told me to unfold myself, and I said what? And again, quite clearly, a voice told me to unfold myself. So I listened, and as I did this I realized I was not a dot, or a line, or a square, or a cube… I was a thought, unfolded into a cross, accosted by love that seemingly had nowhere else to go. And I thought, it doesn’t get any better than this. This must be bliss this must be… And again I heard someone laughing And a familiar voice asked me, “Do you think this is it my friend? Do you think it ends here? Don’t you know, it keeps going!”

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