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Ending the stigma through poetry
For Those Who Struggle With Mental Illness: I know that 2017 has not been easy for you. I know you have struggled with your mind, work and relationships with others. So I will not ask much of you. All I ask for this New… Continue Reading “2017 NYE Request”
As if I would not feel enough with my bipolar disorder, God gave me the gift of empathy too
The melancholy poet is not weak. You just choose to see her sad face instead of her battle scars.
How am I supposed to be the voice of reason for others when I am still asking questions myself?
I do not need drugs to get high I do not need alcohol to get drunk My mind already does that on its’ own
I am the woman your mother warned you about Do not fall in love with a woman like me I am like the rose in the garden you pick For its’ beauty I am not the rose petals my dear I am the thorns… Continue Reading “Thorns”
We sat in silence until he took a deep breath and said, “You care so much about others and not enough about yourself.” I stared at the ground while biting my lip. I nodded. “Why?” he asked with a confused look on his face. … Continue Reading “The Empath”
She was an intoxicating, mesmerizing mess. He knew she was mad but he could not let her go. She was the most angelic being he had ever seen.
Empathy Poetry 