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Madness and brilliance go together. Just like darkness and light. One can not exist without the other.
People almost always have ulterior motives. Be careful who you tell your secrets to friend.
The more I learn about the human race, the more I dislike our kind
Everyone has a different past, untold secrets and inner demons no one has met. None are alike. If you look closely, you will see it in their writing.
I found strength in forgiving you even though you did not deserve it. I did it so I could be at peace with the past and the hurt you caused me.
Found my suicide note today
So I ripped it up
Bipolar depression will not take me
I will fight it every day
Until the very end
What a superficial world we live in. People choose facades over authenticity. All because they are afraid to show their scars in a world that praises pride and criticizes vulnerability. I have found that society is often envious of those that wear their hearts on their sleeves. For society can not bear the thought of not giving a damn about what others think. True strength is in owning your scars without an apology.
Poetry saved my life. I can be brilliant and mad at the same time with a pen in my hand. I am not judged for the thoughts left in ink on paper. I never found my niche in life until now. I truly am free to be.
When a poet and artist fall in love, it’s pure magic.
Take off my clothes
Do what you may
I only ask of you
Not to pry into my soul
And ask me to stay
Empathy Poetry 