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Ending the stigma through poetry
My mind is a battlefield Constantly raging on At times I fear I am losing But I remind myself That I must fight on I will not raise my white flag I will never accept defeat This black thing inside of me Will never… Continue Reading “Battlefield”
This body you were given You must cherish Why must you judge it? Why must you hurt it? Nourish it Love it For it is yours and only yours Every curve Every blemish Beautiful Unique A masterpiece
I wanted it so badly to work out with you But it was killing me And costing me my inner peace So I had to let you go And let it be
If there are solutions to world problems and no one is acting on them, follow the money trail.
I see the world for what it is. You say I am pessimistic and I say I am realistic.
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.
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”
Empathy Poetry 