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Ending the stigma through poetry
I may have a kind heart and you may think you have a hold on me. However, I pity you and your selfish ways. I know why you can’t let go of me. I am the person you always wished you could be.
When you grow up in a home where your mother’s moods were euphoric then melancholic, while talking to imaginary friends, you do not judge others for simply being different.
When you are able to hear his name Without any pain My dear you may smile And know that it is finally over You have moved on
My mind was spinning as if it was a tornado. My emotions would not stop raging out of control. I was losing it. The madness had taken me once again as I relived my traumatic past. Anger, suicidal thoughts and reckless behavior consumed me.… Continue Reading “Feelings”
You may find a piece of me In the women you meet However, over time You will see That they will never compare To someone like me
Empathy Poetry 