You told me I was useless, You told me I was worthless; You used me as your punchbag, You treated me like I was nothing.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Days passed without a shade, Enveloping her very being. She followed the whims of the wind, Searching for a path alien to her.
By Moon Desert2 years ago in Poets
A great big roar, A flash of light, The heavens create a beautiful sight. Darkness; The crashing of drums all around,
Stillness of the night on the full moon disturbed me. Nothing moved not even the wind. streetlights were drowned out
By Sheila L. Chingwa2 years ago in Poets
Self-love is not instantaneous. It does not happen overnight, but rather through the occurrence of challenges, adversities, and unpredictable life circumstances.
By Annie Edwards 2 years ago in Poets
Nothing in this world, is volatilized in no time, Like the mind, May be creation or annihilation, The mind, never mind,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
Living inside PTSD, it's a constant battle Trying to hold it all together, but feeling rattled Memories haunt me, like a ghost the night
By Wayne Ince2 years ago in Poets
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Here we are, again. Up all night, again. Scared to go to bed, again. Not just scared to go to sleep. Physically afraid of my bed.
By Test2 years ago in Poets
What would it mean to know you are free from sin? That you are blameless pure wrapped in light? - What would it mean
By Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic2 years ago in Poets
