Don't let them step all over you,
Put your foot down and keep it down,
You hold all the cards,
You have more power than you realize,
Take a deep look and you shall see,
Never let anyone treat you unfairly,
You don't need them,
They need you.

You can poke the bear but so many times,
Until they just can't take anymore,
Don't allow to take advantage you,
Stop playing their game,
Play your own game,
Don't follow their rules,
Live by your own rules.

I may not be perfect but I care for you,
They ain't never cared,
They only care about themselves,
Only out for themselves nobody else,
Look around and you'll see what's true,
The truth always reveals itself.

Stand up for yourself not stand still,
It's not okay to be mistreated,
Never let anyone mistreat you,
You deserve better don't accept nun less,
Respect yourself and others will as well.

you are
priceless
capable of so much more
than just some being

being
mistreated

you are deserving of so much more
than what you are receiving
to witness the worst
is the worst
but continuing to inhabit
is robbing the
value
of life.

Let your losses be losses
And just sew up the hurt
Where it bleeds

-JP

My sweetheart is a man's man heiress
Her man must be a carbon copy of Jupiter, her father,
An alpha, a beta, a kappa, an omega male altogether
A carpenter by trade,
The epitome of masculinity
Who could solve any math problem in a second
And knew how to fix everything
A car, electric, plumbing
A family hero, a handy man
Who built houses from the ground up
He could swaddle a baby's nightmare properly
Open doors to the winds of sadness
And pull chairs to the lights of happiness
And he could dress every day to the nines
Infusing in her heiress forever wine 's bouquet
And the love of animals.
So consequently
My sweetheart is an animal 's animal heiress
She eats meat only  if it has a label on it
Saying that animals are not  caged
Or mistreated in anyway.

Emptiness crippling the walls,
Steps dragging the shallow bodies.
It's been too long since it was spoken,
& words feel as broken as scarce touches.

Call my name,
I've been lost in my thoughts.

Empty as a broken drawer,
The breathing slowing
Drowning in hollow thoughts.

You are alive but not living.
You are aware of nothingness.
& you are grooved in the habit.

I am empty,
broken,
slowing breathing,
& drowning in thoughts.

You are cemented...
There... that...

I am alone!

Your method of parenting does not work.
You can't deprive a plant of light
and expect it to grow.
So why do you deprive me of happiness
and expect me to not drown
in sadness?