Health
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For crying out loud
Due to the outcome
I was not particularly proud
For more than two centuries, election days go and come
Sometimes when you hit the hard rock
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You must bounce back
Never leave without a tough fight
That’s the correct thing to do. That’s right
Health, oh precious health,
The foundation of our being,
Without which all our wealth,
Is nothing but an empty feeling.
A treasure beyond measure,
A gift we often take for granted,
Health is a treasure we should all hold dear
For it brings us joy and removes our fear
It is the foundation on which we stand
The key to living life to its fullest, unplanned
Keine Ratte steht tatsächlich über dem Gesetz
Gerechtigkeit muss blind, fair, gleich und roh sein
Für alle, in einer demokratischen Gesellschaft
No racist rat is indeed above the law
Justice must be blind, fair, equal and raw
For all, in a democratic society
Willkommen Zuhause
Willkommen auf der Erde
Wo niemand perfekt ist
Und nichts ist immer richtig.
Willkommen Zuhause
Welcome Home
Welcome to Earth
Where nobody is perfect
And nothing is always correct.
Welcome Home
Te ofrezco mi dulce corazón todos los días
En lugar del cielo y pasteles de miel
Te ofrezco ramos de flores bonitas
The history of Black People,And all of our People should be celebratedYear-round: every day, week, month, and decade.The celebration must go on unabated,All the time. The first couple,
In the USA, Black History month is celebrated
In February, the month with the shortest days
Parfois, oui parfois, c’est bon d’oublier
C’est bon d’ignorer hier et le passé
Pour aller vaillamment de l’avant
Pour continuer vachement avec le vent.
Hate is vileHate doesn't smileHate is rough and toughAnd sips bad stuff.
Hate hitsHate spitsFire, fireIn the dire drier.
I cautioned him well
But to the wind it fell
Gliding through life
On the very fast lane
You kept asking God
Your sins to forgive
For only through this belief
Could you get relief
Anybody, who is struggling,
Is my people
The one with the color purple,
Who will one day earn and own the ring.
There're days when the sun is upWhen the solar rays hit youYou feel been dropped from the topAnd you end up right on the screw.
How does the flavor stay in my mouth if this is sugar free gum? Wonka was not there to answer my question
It was the person he gave the rights of his company to that stood in front of me, who I asked
Veo
Tu belleza en tu sonrisa
Tu belleza en tus ojos
Tu belleza en tu cadencia
Tu belleza en tus fragancias.
Aimez, aimez maintenant
Aujourd'hui, pas demain
Oubliez le chagrin
Arrêtez de demander comment
Arrêtez de vous questionner
You are nobody
As I am nobody
You are somebody
As I am somebody
There’s one humanity
Let’s thank God and Jesse
Roses, flowers and bouquets
Love, Honor, Peace and Respect
Verses, poems and literature
We occasionally fall in love with the right person
With the perfect, the immaculate or the wrong one
We’re naturally numb
When we fall in love
El eterno silencio
Es la muerte
A menudo decimos bajo este cielo
Donde los enemigos están en todas partes
Incluso entre matones y tontos
L'eterno silenzio
È la morte
Diciamo spesso sotto questo cielo
Dove i nemici sono ovunque
Anche tra teppisti e sciocchi
Death is
The eternal silence
We often say under this sky
Where the enemies are ubiquitous
Girls must have the undeniable rights to speak,And the God-given rights to choose and pick.Girls must have the rights to be educated,To be respected and to be protected.Girls are human beings too;
Tears over death
Not because you’ve left
Without saying goodbye
Oh! I cannot tell a lie.
Sweet child, within you, sparrows sing blooms
Each day like protocoled steps will lead you
Down Heaven’s aisle of tapping awe and cool
America is beautiful, great and wonderfulEadem opera, she is ugly, pitiful and dreadfulIn regards to the mistreatments of the Native AmericansThe African Americans and other minorities
Do not tell me the word elixir has not breezed you
Dew of springs bridge itch for wet encounters
Children already grown
Kisses already forgotten
Plants already flowered
Flowers already burgeoned
Des enfants déjà grandis
Des baisers déjà oubliés
Des plantes déjà fleuries
When in love, in deep love
We know or at least are aware of
Each other’s sunset and sunrise
About the rain
The verb "hate" can never beMy darling, in my vocabularyI can only love you night and dayI can only think of you all day longI can only dream of you and I longFor your presence at midday
The croaking toad
The spitting toad
Is ill
Time and wind pass
Like poor cowards.
Still tears in our eyes for our Brave Haiti
Still tears in our eyes for our incredible Country
Encore des larmes aux yeux pour notre brave Haïti
Encore des larmes aux yeux pour notre incroyable Pays
Wir wissen nicht
Wenn wir uns verabschieden
Denn morgen
Gehört nur Gott im Himmel
Wir wissen nicht
Nós não sabemos
Quando dizemos adeus
Porque amanhã
Só pertence a Deus no céu
Nós não sabemos
Sobre o último olhar
No sabemos
Cuando nos despedimos
Por que mañana
Sólo pertenece a Dios en el cielo
No sabemos
Sobre la última mirada
Having depression is weird
Because you can be at the lowest point of your life
So sad that your arms can’t move
So sad that your eyes wont stay open
So sad that every sky is a grey sky
North and South are fighting againWasting lives, money, future and funWar is hell; there, everybody is on the runNonsense is their common sin.
It is Good Friday
Remember, remember
When, for Jesus, everything was nasty and sour
Love those who love you
Appreciate those who appreciate you
A dog never bites its owner
L’amoureux brindezingue dit non avec la tète
Le cerveau fort agité amèrement s’embête
Pendant qu’il dit oui avec le cœur enflammé
Wir kommen
Wir wandern
Und wir gehen
Das ist alles was wir wissen.
Wir kommen auf die Erde
No mustard bombs are droppedNo audible or silent shots are firedNo planes are necessarily blown or hiredNo flags are deliberately flown or flappedNo soldiers crossed the borders
These are not events that took place very far in the past
These are obviously ongoing racial gaffes and contrasts
Where human beings are bombarded and mistreated
Today is a new spring’s first day
Today is the birth of a new season
Today is another blessed birthday
Many politicians vociferously lie
Many politicians either hide or omit the truth
Many times, I sit down quietly in a booth
Instead of bombing, shelling and trashing our neighbors
Let’s all do the highly popular fun ‘Jeru’ dance
when the ray hits you
it reminds you of life
not of the current
but of life at its source
it brings up the issues
from inside your bones
and beneath your skin
interrupting hibernation
LET ME BE YOUR NURSE
Are you lying asleep or awake
Feeling morose or jubilant
Feeling famish or stuffed
I want to see you through
All your needs
Let me make your pad
Allow me to take care of you
Lord Cares!
These Goes To Those Under The Foster And Orphanage Care.
The
people
of
the most high. Even when thee father and mother are no longer here. Thy Lord be always there.
No one bothered to wake up, speak, call or text to see me on my way.
I don't blame them, I went my own way, I didn't have much to say.
I didn't expect anyone to be different from the person they were to me yesterday.
It Seems That MANY Are Living With... “Limited Vision”... !!!
Cos’ They’ve Fallen Victim To Being Those Willing...
We come from all walks of life,
For some reason brought together here.
Learning how to reach new heights,
Learning how to cope with our fear.
There's got to be purpose underlying it all,
Look up to the sky friends,
Can you see the coming end?
Red rock falling from the sky,
Hidden by flames, beautiful disguise.
Say your last prayer, beg for eternity;
The unlikelyhood no longer worries me.
I've lost a lot in my life,
From happiness, to security, to fight.
Even though I survived another night,
I still wonder if I can handle this strife.
So tonight I step out into the storm
There's this place deep in the recesses of my mind.
A place where the scared little child ran away to hide.
At such a young age he had given up hope,
Went into this attic and tied up the rope.
Now I Waved GOODBYE To... UK Coastlines...
Because There Were Vibes That I DID NOT LIKE... !!!
But THIS Set of Rhymes...
Speak On Waves That Now Rise of The CORONA Type... !?!
Now These Words Are TRUE...
And NOT From Some Cartoon...
Where A Dog's Being Used... !!!!!!!
“Testing Testing One Two Three !
that’s right, keep your distance, about six feet !
Form a queue please, and keep it orderly,
because we’re testing to see
if any of you have the Corona Disease !”
This season of quarantine has given my body time to rest,
my mind time to reflect, and my spirit time to reconnect.
I have realized several truths about one's health.
Your physical health prolongs your life.
Okay So What EXACTLY Is... " COVID-19 ".... ?!?
A.......... (C.O.V.I.D)........
Certificate of Vaccination ID... ?!?
Take A Moment And THINK...
Do You Get The LINK... ???
Contrary To Chat That I’m An ANGRY Man... !!!
I’m More Relaxed...
Than A Laid Back Cat And That’s A FACT... !!!
But That’s NOT The Track That This Poem Maps... !!!!!!!!!
Your body allows you to move and act.
It is like the body of a vehicle.
Without it, there is no interaction with your environment.
Your mind allows you think and feel.
......... " The Corona Wars " ..........
Have Become A Force And That's For SURE ... !!!
From Various Shores To People Indoors ...
They’re Being Waged All Over The Place ... !!!
It Seems That We’ve Now Found An Issue That... " SURROUNDS "... !!!
The Question I Have‘s ... " So What’s Fake Now ? "...
He brings joy to me,
his laugh makes my heart smile,
his eyes, like the sea.
Endless charm is his style,
and he is my willow tree.
WE are the priveledged ones,
taking these deaths as our time to have fun.
WE are not affected and WE cannot be told what to do,
as the rest of the world stands silent and blue.
So The HOT Question Is THIS ... " How Serious Is It " ... ?!?
Ya Know They Say When You Age …
That You Should Stay … " ACTIVE " … !!!
Now Physically That Makes Sense To Me …
So ... Where Exactly ...
Is Humanity ... " Heading " ... ?!?
Because Now It Would Seem ...
To Be A ... Global PANDEMIC ... !!!!
But Hey People Sometimes ...
Can Be Truly PATHETIC ... ?!?
So ..... " Coronas All Around ! " ...
Is Now The NEW Sound ... !!!
But I DON'T MEAN ... BEERS ... !!!
You look out to the sea,
and see the horizon,
where the known meets the unknown and chases into oblivion.
you get the feeling there's more to everything,
more to the sand that swallows your feet,
I was very very very broken
Nothing but sharp objects and dark places; gone boy
The fog was so thick around me
All i could see was one shining light
can you feel it
in my kiss?
sharper than the glass
embedded in my feet
if you hear it in my voice
the water
flowing upstream
From apologizing for her behavior at 5
To being the adult at 10
From telling her to stop at 12
To throwing her bottles to the trash without her noticing.
From wanting an end.
To never wanting it to end.
you left before i got better
you left before i could make things right
you left before things could get really good
and i cant blame you
for getting tired of waiting
my guardian angel
is skin and bones
thin and weary
but so clearly
i can see
us dancing in the stove light
twirling you around
i press the blade to my skin
i breathe
into my lungs
out of my lungs
when does the pain
of your world falling apart
begin to end?
i took my life in my own hands
and i decided to resuscitate myself
i folded my hand over the other
and beat down on my chest
i forced air into my lungs
Some slash their wrists.
Ingest a bottle of pills.
Jump off a high building.
Hang themselves.
Blow their brains off.
And it is at that moment when they feel the most alive and will to be free.
It Can't Be Good To Hold The View ...
That I'm A CROOK Because My Top Has Got A Hood ... !?!
The Weather Now Can Be Quite FOUL ... !!!
WITHOUT An Umbrella I Could Be DROWNED ... !!!!!
Tell me why my grip on my purpose always slips. Sometimes it gets too much and I don't know how to handle it.
As the clock ticks away with the Nick of time,
Health is wealth knowest thou all for to live quite sublime,
Rich or the poor none have the desire to keep the health in prime,
I can finally say
That I am smiling like an idiotic,
Idiot at a screen.
My electronics finally know my happiness;
And it's shining through,
Straight though their body.
Let me know when you meet a child of immigrants who isn’t good at math.
Whose parents force him to load up his schedule with more APs than there is Daal and Chicken curry on his dinner plate.
Yes, in fact I do know that I’m fat
No, I don’t plan to change for you
Yes, I plan to lose the weight someday, but if you think I owe it to you to do so, then you will never get the satisfaction of holding my hand.
I hated eating right and working out
Just the thought would make me pout.
Eventually my body could not take it,
At the age of 19 I felt it breaking.
You begin to understand the flow a little more as you go
This much I know.
Never here nor there,
It’s ethereal
All around us, in the air.
It’s all around you
There’s no denying it
Fire under my skin
Climbing up my legs
My spine
My arms
Glowing coals of hate
Incendiary suffering
Deep inside my bones
Alone.
Looking out watching as kids play outside the run-down cheap motel grounds.
Watching as I see a little girl, no older than 5, smile as her mother ran after her.
I became grown-up
Much quicker than many
I was only 13
When they found a tumor in my belly
Technically it was in my ovary
Alas, I am sitting in class,
Stressed for the upcoming test.
Afraid I am unprepared to pass,
My heart pounds in my chest.
As I wake up everyday, I know
I'm just going with the flow
No one is there
I listen and I take it
I try to fight back
But my fist goes through a dark mist of air
People call it crazy
—she sits alone, never
reaches out to the people
around her—she would
rather suffer than speak up
—she never throws anything away
(she keeps treasures in her room,
For what’s darkness,
But a contrast to light?
The only reason light can exist
Is because there is darkness for it to illuminate.
Light heals,
In this life, you can only trust one person,
You.
You will keep your secrets,
You will be there when no one else is,
Even when they batter you to the ground,
You will be there to help yourself up.
There was a time when these mind crimes
Led to some prime rhymes
With a fine line between "I'm fine" and "Am I dying?"
But I could focus on the hardest parts
Gravitating backwards she declines,Liquefying to earth's compression's,Ruined but intertwined,Cannot bypass innocent transgression.
Undescribable pain,
Writhing hands and feet,
Radiating ove ones self,
Yet it feels like nothing.
Crying with no tears,
Clawing at the flesh,
Yet it comes from within,
Hi Gramps,
It’s me again.
I just wanted to tell you
That I love you.
And That you’ve shown me
I was lost and alone,
Hopeless and afraid,
Storms raging, endlessly...
But I lit my own torch!
I Braved my own storm!
The mentor I had.....
Was ME.
Remember when you broke your right hip?
It came as a shock to me.
There you were, the picture of health,
And only eighty three.
Of course, you were most disgruntled.
I always knew my aunt was a fighter
Since she was a little girl she had been fighting for her life, suffering in health, but exceeding in everything else
But I eat vegan, I drink piss, I'm naturally immune,The crunchy people sing the same shit to a different tune.It doesn't matter if you have just spinach in your diet,When it comes to vaccines, we should to everyone apply it.
I walk on a thin line. The one that leads to nothing. On either side, a place I am scared to be. I walk in hope of something to revive me.
Based off my understanding ,
Poetry can reveal, come through pain ,can politely hide, or it can simply amplify anything and anyone.
Seated in the back of the room
Head pounding, trying to refocus
Vision deteriorating
I was told my sight was incorrect
Gemini woman is that you?..
Over there with your beautiful Fierce stare
well listen here my beautiful little zodiac queen .
I want to know if it’s true?..
Is it true that your the one with the twin ?
I see how you suffer
I want so badly to help
But
I do not know how
Will you tell me?
Is my smile okay?
Was my hug comforting?
My words seem so
Very empty
Tell me
What helps
What can be said of the disintgrating people?
The ears, the eyes, the mind goes.
Ticking time
Slow and slow
The legs, the arms, the heart show
How age reaps life it once sowed.
High and low
Never normal
Always fighting
Am I losing the battle
Some days it feels like it
Always on my mind
Always there
Like a leech
Or a tick
Blood-sucking bastard
Hi, I'm skinny
I am five feet seven inches and weigh one hundred and five pounds
Yes, I have a flat stomach
Yes, You can see my collar bones
Yes, I have a thigh gap
And no, that does not make me beautiful
Dear “The Other Side of Me,”
Why have we been fighting lately?
I honestly think it’s my fault
It’s not you
It’s me
Hey,
It has been a while
A while since you have sat down and took a breath.
You are reading this because you feel burdened,
maybe by something self-afflicted,
maybe by a matter of circumstance.
To overcome others is strong.To overcome oneself is the will of power. I try to convince myselfThat I am the best actress to ever walk the earth,And that the hole concaving in my chestIs simply a understudy for my sadness. To overcome others is
Dear Mother,
Why do you allow yourself such dolor?
Say its for our sake but there must be more,
Since every day I see your face drain in color.
Abigail SullivanPart 1: A Letter to Cerebral Ameloid Angiopathy.
Out of nowhere, you chose my dad as a potential victim to interrogate.
2mac,
When you can no longer breathe,
When you have no one else to rely on,
When you lose sight of the surface,
Float.
my pencils are dull.
not because they aren’t tended to,
not because they’re like the overused pencils
in a kindergarten class.
my pencils, they have no sharpener.
A bundle of pieces; gears take over your heart.
No flesh, no bones, just a pile of useless parts.
Every morning, first thing, don't forget to press start.
Otherwise, you are isolated- God forbid you're set apart.
Sitting on a wooden floor the sunlight is shining in.
The world around me is moving, not stopping to listen.
When you are hard on yourself, you cannot escape
Running through your mind, from these thoughts.
Your mind constantly drifting, lost at sea.
Some dark places can be found, some bright places too.
Struggling Smile
Through Hollow Cheeks
And Cracked Lips
She Whispers
I'll Be Alright
Bags Under Her Eyes
Cuts All Up Her Thighs
No One Ever Told Her It's
Okay To
Cry.
I burn the pages
of my oldest notebooks,
erasing the ages
that have passed me by.
I remember the old days,
and cheerful jokes told
paired with a longing gaze,
and my calloused fingertips.
in autumn i think of you.
the way a leaf browns,
curls up, and floats along wind,
rustle becoming tremor becoming fall—
I remember when I heard the news.
It was hard for me to follow.
I remember when I went to see you,
My mind was still and hollow.
Going in blind
Make up my mind
Where is the one?
They told me about
Forgot my intentions
Rose-colored glasses
I got distracted
Cause I was imagining
Love isn't always easy,
Challenges may come your way.
But as long as you hold hand in hand,
You will live to see another day.
Everything is up to you,
You have your pen to write.
#BecauseILoveYou
A healthy and happy relationship in life
requires heartfelt feelings to make things amazing with your husband, girlfriend, boyfriend, or wife
It's love that we need
Are you willing to wait for me?
I don’t know if it’s right to abuse you like this
This is my fault
Retching at pictures at everything you do the moment we kiss
Because I love you
I will let you be your own person
Because I love you
I will help you succeed
Because I love you
I will give you the benefit of the doubt
Because I love you
smoke cough smoke cough
keep choking on your lungs love
chest pain chest pain going about another day
you keep moving but barely awake
not listening to a word anyone says
smoke cough smoke cough
They built me up,
And knocked me down,
Over
And over
And over
And over.
A cycle of trying to impress,
Hello, old friend,
it’s been awhile.
I haven’t missed you,
and I’ve been in denial.
Been telling myself
it’s okay to smile.
Did a good heart get you far
As simple as it seems
Did a good mom get you sharp
As simple as her seams
Did a good heart feed your soul
Or did it starve you to death
What of my life,
What does it mean to me?
What have I learned?
What has it tried to teach me?
I feel it as it tries to reach me
But truly,
It rarely meets me.
These thoughts of being confident
Ride the wave
The pain will never go away
So keep rolling with this way of seeing
Being that as it is
We are sent to die
For a cause
And for justice
But who knows why
This number is only going to do so much for me
It may have someone waiting to save me on the other end
But I don't have the courage to call
I feel like if I call
I'd just take another fall
Trying to call
In unconditional love,
I won't make you prove to me,
That you will do whatever I need.
In unconditional love,
I will support you in any way I can,
But I may not put your needs over my own.
Because I love you, you are not only my companion but my best friend as well.
Because I love you, I accept you for who you are and not who I want you to be
An outbreak of an illness may cause several people harm to
those who surround the infected. The case
began with students on a campus who visited the informatory
at the same time, as these students suspected
don't let the fuse burn too shortdon't let it burn too fastcause when that fuse is at its endwell that'll be my last
Symptoms of evil
there's no need for a cure.
Just treat what you can profit
and look the other way.
When I was 5, I stood with my hand on my heart and recited words I didn’t understand-the pledge of allegiance-to a country that threatened to deport my best friend and their family.
America the Great, or so she used to be...
We the people traded in our life and liberty.
We're slaves to media now
surrounded by what other people think,
struggling for independence like a spider in a sink.
I remember hearing stories of a
Country wherein the citizens were free
To love and believe in whoever they
So desired, but that was in the past.
I sat up at night thinking what I needed
Thinking about what I had lost, thinking about if I was lost
Night sweats, Night terrors, Nights up, all night I was up, all fucking night
Before, She laid in a hospital bed
Now, she makes sure the dogs are fed.
Before, She was surrounded by nurses.
Now, she collects designer purses.
Her family used to hope and try
The brain is a marvelous thing
full of numerous files
from long ago, and yesterday
loads of info it compiles
The center of it all,
it gives me instructions
brilliant mastermind,
I'm a survivor.
I escaped the emptiness inside me;
The ghost that's behind me,
The one that despises me.
When he tries to devour me
I make him shiver;
“yeah, I used to get panic attacks myself.” my ease surprises me. I’m relaxed, not like the calm before a storm when havoc is about to wreak. just calm. no storm.
Anyone who's been on a roller coaster can tell you,
there are ups and downs and loops and twists.
For the thrill-seekers, it's a rush but
for the fearful, the worst part is knowing that
To be beautiful
To be hot
To have a skinny waist
To have a six pack
To have a Kim Kardashian butt
To have a baseball players' rear
Life is tough,
Days are dark
But what makes rough
Feel less tough
Is a nice long walk
Everyday bouncing around in the mind and bodyNever have a boring day, a constant state of hyperTo have thoughts replay over and overThe meds offer no help they cause only depression
“your fingertips are dragonflies”
A dragonfly perched on my shoulder
And crawled up my neck
I didn’t notice.
I sipped lemonade,
Part One:
It's happened twice.
you've been there twice.
and refuse to return again.
The tastes, the smell, the feeling.
it's all so close now.
and the pain hunts you.
its almost seductive.
These words are a salvation
that flows from the need in my chest
through my arms
and out my flying fingertips
These words are a salvation
stemmed from the same feelings
and whirls of thought
If tonight I found myself missing
I disappeared without a trace
You’d spend your nights wishing
I was home warm and safe
If tonight I took my last breath
The greatest strength
I've seen in people I've known,
Is their ability to
Reject the love
They are offered
In order to receive
The love
They deserve.
What if I told you that poets were overrated?
Someone who can only write when they’re sad,
Or in love or in bliss or in need of desperate rent money,
Is like a flower that only drinks from a tsunami.
<p>I'm no longer in step like a marching band member off his countsI'm no longer in the program like a singer cut from the choirI'm no longer in the loop like a roller coaster off of its tracksI'm no longer with the conventional crowd anymor
Words…
The words I so quickly scribbled
Healed my mental anguish more than
Any medication from the doctor ever could
Or would.
Words…
Feel like home.
The home I have been frantically
Brainwaves whir from corner to corner of my cranium,Causing me to think in a different key.
I still question what is my own reflection?
Looking into a steamed mirror
Staring not at my outward reflection
Looking toward myself to find.
To find, my reflections from inside.
There is a thing of all things that is posed
My head is hurt in a bad ill way
The brain I have is sure to stop and rot
Doc can not help me how I need to be
I am sure this may end good ole' me
Try not to weep,
or grim will hear you as he creeps,
looking for sad souls to reap.
It’s quite cheap,
but that’s how he pays his upkeep.
There are two
very
important
things that you learn in anatomy class.
The first
I have felt pain in my life. The kind of which many can relate. I know that pain, therefore I know the idea of fate. You end up down and out finding yourself without cause. Even sometimes finding yourself clinging to social withdraws.
The children are dyingand their mothers are crying.The kid took a bullet through his headright over his bed becausehe dreaded waking upto go to school in the morning.The teachers are scorning the kids
I could live without,
but I don't want to.
I couldn't start my day right,
and my nights wouldn't be the same.
The heat wouldn't run through my veins,
not through me at all.
Life would drag,
It's visible now
and that scares me.
"Just stay strong," they tell me,
but lately, I'm not sure I know how.
This armor I have built
is beginning to crack-
crumble off my back.
Mother and Father gave me a kitten.
When they knew they wanted one,
It took a whole nine months for them to get it!
My new kitten was
Adorable, tiny, and fragile.
When the man I loved tried to commit suicide, I can only describe my pain as having my heart ripped through my chest with hands of barbed wire, broken-glass dreams and smoldering promises.
ask any of us and we'll say it's hell
to run and run and run until our feet swell
sweaty tired faces and sore legs too
running 10 miles is a daily thing to do
In the direction of which my heart relies, I find my own warmths life support
To embrace the endless swirling sky, my towers never err and fall short
They say what doesn't kill you,
makes you stronger.
The poison dripping into his veins,
makes his life longer.
I look around at loved ones,
there to hold their hand.
Breath in.
Breath out.
Go.
My legs move quick in motion.
It feels familiar, like an old friend.
I let go of all emotion.
I move like it is my time to end.
I tried to end what life he gave,
I treid to end what I thought was sin.
Daily I thought "How can I win"
Within this horrible life of sin?
What should I do with something so heavy?
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Dropping cocktail names because they sound so sweet
Auntie's house last night too easy, score some at the meet
I'm all alone in this room,
Sitting here in my stone doom.
I'm all alone in this land.
I'm not part of God's plan.
No more, I can't.
Tears pour, I can.
I'm no good with poetry
as it's an art that is felt
rather than seen.
I'm not one for feeling.
I'd rather stare at my ceiling
and not feel much at all.
My life is kind of hectic
Like a completed checklist
When I look back on my life I see that I have dropped some fine dimes
Let me start off by saying god bless you
The world's greatest philosopher couldn't fathom the words to express you
We tend to lose all hope and live in regret
Meanwhile the world continues to spin and time is being spent
Do I have to have a destination if I decide to runaway?
Or would I end up in the perfect place for me?
We'll, see. We'll have to see. Let's wait and see.
'Cus I noticed the sun hates taking breaks,
Who am I without a filter?
For the past four yeasrs, I haven't had an answer to that question
I've spent so long trying to become littler
I've tried to disappear which is something I probably should mention
One, two, three-
Organized alphabetically.
Four, five, six-
this must have a fix.
Seven, eight, nine-
but I hate to whine.
Ten, elven, twelve-
mentally it delves.
For Losing shall I ever be Great
Losing long nights of pain
Before they found her
Quenching the thirst of my innocece
Saturating my pillow from sorrow
For Losing I am Confidence
Who's wild and crazy
A girl who's set free
someone who listens but can talk to those in need
My shoulders are drooping underneath the heavy weight of expectation.
I'm being dragged by the leash of society.
The cuts got deeper
The blades got sharper
The lights got darker
The voices got quieter
The world got away
There I was
another day
spent counting miles
subtracting calories
calculating deficits.
Run, run to look good, run to look pretty, run so boys will like you.
I don’t want to not believe
I don’t want her to become something other than what she sees
In the mirror, is a different person?
Researchers say crying is inborn
I had to learn how to cry
I stifled the sight of my tears
Away from the taste of salty crystals on my tongue
Afar from the expression of my fears
I see your round face
a wafting aroma
towards you I want to pace
and savor your colors
richness of red
and burnt sage flavors
the golden gleam of your shine
perfection and imperfection
When i am in the gym i feel at peace,
The hard work and the sweat prove to me my determination,
When i find myself angry the gym is a release,
This body i build, my very own creation,
I woke up on a dirty mattress on the floor of a friends house. It's my 16th birthday. A huge milestone in a young persons life.
Look at me and what do you see?A girl like any other.But once you take a deeper lookyou'll notice I'm quite unique.I lived through trials and heartachesFew have seen before.
It feels like stones no matter what I put in
The hardness makes my stomach groan in pain
The echoing of the fall audible from the outside
I can eat old favourites or new worsts but it ends the same
God help me.
Give me a hand.
help me out.
im drowning in your presence,
but it is evil that reaches his hand out to help.
to pull me out of these rising waters.
Beat me down
Pull my hair
A constant frown
It's so unfair
My mind is distorted
It makes me see things that aren't really there
My body is contorted
God, I wish I didn't care
All I wanted was to breathe.
Breathe deeper and let it go.
Go where I had never gone before.
Before.... That's a confusing term for many.
Many years ago. One year? One day?
Day one. He was there.
your words, they stingjust like a razor blade upon my skinsinking deeper with each cut you slit
(Part 1)
Is it not the gym?
That makes me sweat and pant?
That allows ‘fit’ children to run round it
When obviously I can’t?
Is it not the gym?
That intimidates me so
My feet touched the velvety green that lie beyond my door
I knew it was grass but couldn't remember the feel anymore
The sky, a beautiful blue orb with splotches of white and grey
A group of girls rule the school
They always create gossip and fear
They always seem to be very cruel
Yesterday in Health Class the teacher had us copy down the definition of the word stress.
Stress: noun a state of mental or emotional strain or tension resulting from adverse or very demanding circumstance
A doctor is what I’d like to be
Says every kid who has yet to see
The pains, angst, and woes of a pre –med
Long, sleepless nights, days full of dread
I’m all out of change, my books got me tight!
Once the years of
scholarly things
come to a close,
I wish to help
those who've fallen.
Those who feel down,
despise themselves
for their body
and their lacking
Girl stands alone in her bathroompleading for solace.Eyes lock on the mirror,the reflection of a girl with possibilities a mere stain.She is there,she exists,in every corner that Girl turns.
Our Heart beats oil, nourishing the blisters of our skin. Laying in a hopeless state and devouring the prescribed saturated medicine. When the hunger strikes again, you must see the doctor. His name is Dr. McDonalds and rumor has it he's Legit.
Your pain is my pain.
My pain is yours.
We share that just like we share blood.
Struggling to get up each morning.
Praying that we make it through our day.
We are our own warriors,
in our own war.
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the doctor intubates;the nurse begins compressions;the tecn runs for the defibrillator;chaos.
We all have that one goal in life
That one job we’ve dreamed about all our lives since we were little
Whether it was to become a princess like Cinderella
To be the firefighter that saves the day
To help save a life
tears are shed all good and bad,
so many different sizes
all of the utmost importance;
One job can shift me into a better being
helping the blind see or give a nerveless woman feeling
We should know
Because if we knew, we would change
We should know how livestock animals are treated
Because if we knew, we would push for more humane actions to be taken
Being healthy is very important to me,
On nights, and weekends when others party,
I am one with the iron I am lifting.
When others make the decision to eat unhealthy,
All life does is spin and spin.
The constant motion, the endless attempts-
To be Noticed,
To be Felt,
To be Alive and Free.
I choose to be happy.
I'm not gonna sit around in a slum waiting on something or someone,
I will be vigilant and ready for when my time comes.
I chose to be happy
I didn't cry and smash my fist,
Poem 1: Keep Calm and Don’t Judge Me
Love (Shake my head); when I was fourteen years I thought I found love,
Love like: Fairy Tales, and all that Fucking Bullshit people allow.
HYPOTHYROIDISM
My name is Hypothyroidism
I look like a butterfly in your neck
Despite the beauty butterflies have, I can wreak havoc.
Sitting on the warm hard tiles engulfed with water and soap
Pondering about life and all of its hope
The water stops and the door swings open
Only to reveal a provoking commotion
Would you just suck it up already?
The complaining,
the whining,
the pouting,
the absolute insanity.
You don't know
how good you've got it.
You're ignorant to those who suffer.
This isn't something you ask for,
This wasn't something I chose
For the monster that tricked me,
Was as alluring as a rose.
I didn't realize my portions,
Began to drastically shrink,
It happened in August.
294, it read.
I blink,
my eyes needing to focus.
The numbers don’t budge.
My heart drops
easily into my stomach.
I feel sick.
The scale says something
When we all were in elementary school
We were told “drugs are bad”
We could recite all their effects
We could tell you how they would kill
We could tell you what would happen
To your abused body
A tsunami sent by one line of text
Adrenaline floods my veins-
emotions are drowning, tumbling
just trying to catch up with my brain
My heart jumps, flips, flies out of my chest-
Would you tell a blind man he needs to open his eyes more to see?
Would you dare say “just walk it off” to a recent amputee?
Of course not. You know that the solution isn’t to be strong willed
Insatiably stalked by haunting perceptions
Mental insecurities cause collections of indiscretions
Bleak emotions are psychological assassins
the flourescent lightson her iridescent skinreveal the railroad tracksof her train with no brakes"all aboard," the ageless conductor criesshe climbs in.
It is not that I love death more,
but that I love myself less.
This eating disorder is becoming a chore.
It is something lodged in my chest.
It's not that I love food less,
Why are so you fat?
When you can be just as thin,
Some say what matters is within,
You say I can't help that.
Have you ever tried?
Whats within will surely become broke,
Shes controled by a skinny waist, a empty stomach and an acid taste. Sit back and watch closly, as that beautiful soul goes to waste. Keep up with the fast pase, another skipped lunch and a hunch to move paranoia in it's place.
Fifteen, my body curved like a question mark as you delegate my presence to your fingers like a Jesus prayer.
I pretend to drown in the bath.
I dream of hazy, pill-induced dazes.
But then I remember these kids.
These Salvation Army angels
have become true angels to me.
They came when I cried and have saved my life.
I like how you tell me,in so many removed terms,
that I'm falling apart -- as if
I don't know it's wrongto savor the scent of my sweat,
or I'm not awarethat my house is the line
Everything is shattered, broken, utterly and completely destroyed
So dramatically so, windows broken in to a million pieces, paint strewn across the floor
Yellow wall paper gone gray as if out of fear
Yesterday he showed me his bruises.
Pulled his sweater up and underneath his breast
They were scattered across his ribcage like a
Little patch of violet rorschach tests.
I daydream of being something different, somewhere different
I wonder, I questions, I think and I have come to the conclusion.
Im not living to die, but dying to live.
Crushed by this endeavor.
Broken by my lover.
I once thought love was forever,
but time seems to end when we were together
Hit the rocks from the tide.
Dropped down from the vibe.
A dark gloomy place where there is know hope, just fear and exhustion.
Where food is substitued with screams of agony, fear, and hunger.
With know escape, but maybe there is one, your only way out is death.
A dark gloomy place where there is know hope, just fear and exhustion.
Where food is substitued with screams of agony, fear, and hunger.
With know escape, but maybe there is one, your only way out is death.
A troubled mind of broken thoughts
to ponder as you lay;
drowning in an open sea
of sorrow every day.
Console your thoughts with talks of love
and what you hope will be,
What if you felt an undying affectionAn honest, eternal, phlegmatic protectionIf love couldn't find you, would you go off and lookFor the one who'd complete you, by hook or by crook?
Voices and ventilators echo,
Through suffocating hallways,
As I walk in a long beige coat,
My hair a shoddy bun.
Skin transparent,
Veins blue,
Blood burning,
Clawing to my center,
I dream of a life where media isn't idolized,
Where women can love their bodies the way they are
and society will no longer have ficticious expectations.
I dream of a love that is PURE and true,
Sitting, day after day
In a cold boring room,
The light bulbs flicker away
And the air reeks of gloom.
The walls hold me tight,
They keep me in line,
Remind me night after night,
There is an underlying silence over everything
that holds everything, is everything
as we communicate this substance of silence embodies our conversations
meanwhile I search for inner peace
When all I do is perpetuate
I become the skeleton of inadequate
proportions that have no sensible value,
no value to identify with the truly consequential
Loyalty is lost, motivation quits
My parents call me into the living room,
My siblings stand with me,
My father has been on the phone
For half an hour.
I had a surgery last week,
We were hoping I had no cancer,
We were hoping
Im making my mind up to express.
Living this way is just a mess.
Laughing at nothing
Is funny when its serious.
Im Living life to the fullest
So im a gangster.
Living is dying.
There are secrets—Well, there are always secrets.
But there are secrets that lie in wait for me. They lie just below the surface.
Have you ever seen someone going through a anxiety attack?It's not an east to thing to witness.
Their body tenses against their willThey shake and cry with no cause or relief
Cast over me, a sheet of confusion and foolishness, and yet it took more than one rude awakening in my life to help pull this sheet off my head but I still wonder why do so many tragedies had to come for me to finally understand a part of life.
Mother me?
Can’t I be something other than thee?
Can’t my branches grow?
Ever which way to and fro?
And be as beautiful as long Hair?
Once I was hit in my back so hard I didn’t understand how the death I am destined to meet escaped me.
I stacked them up as tall as the sky
Which may sound like very high
Though really it was just a lie,
Probably because I was small in size.
My mother brought them home each month,
Jugular venous pressure is estimated by positioning
A patient’s head at a 45-degree angle.
When the veins in the neck
Are swollen as high as the angle of the jaw,
Blood pressure rises.
Eyes are like the doors into our minds.
You can tell just by looking into someone’s eyes what kind of world they live in.
Whether it's dark and night or happy and light
A mind has vacated its body
Escaping voids lingering deep within a battered soul
With ignorance to the disconnect it harvests
A storm is brewing yonder
And one will become wary listening to the thunder
Taco Bell and diet Cokes
Don’t be fooled, It’s all a big joke.
“It’s low-fat and sugar-free”
Really? You think packaged food is that easy?
Pesticides and chemicals
Can you see her?
can you see the acid rain falls from the skys,
every time she crys?
She walks through life with her head held high,
Healthiness, well-being
Is what we all wish to have...
And as health professionals, as we are being,
That is what we give...
Prolonging each life's journey
You are the moon and I am the sea,
Your constant changing faces,
Are always changing me,
When you show your full face,
My mind wanders to the peeling paint
To the bleeding stars in the night sky
My eyes scan the bland nothingness
My lips murmur to the silence
There's soft music in the darkness
An entire concert in my ear
For too long, anxiety and depression have been the rulers of my life.
A ruthless king and his queen, with faces of iron and eyes of flame.
Trauma is the groom, waiting for PTSD, his soon-to-be wife.
My way of life
And your way of life
Are two different ways of living.
Where my dreams are reality
And yours are solely nonfiction,
Imagination forms a line
That borders this idea
I start on your lateral ankle bone
And walk across to your medial counterpart
Not knowing what to expect from this profession
And I lose my footing on your rounded cliff and fall
The time I had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea. I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea. The Mad Hatter's party was fun as can be, but the only thing horrid was the tea.
The time I had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea. I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea. The Mad Hatter's party was fun as could be, but the only thing horrid was the tea.
The time I had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea. I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea. The Mad Hatter's party was fun as could be, but the only thing horrid was the tea.
The time I had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea. I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea The
The reasons I write are like
stars in the night.
Numerous and bright;
I sit in awe, in the light
that comes from lines
Of my emotions, my truth.
With my pen as the sleuth
Your body is a masterpiece
You were built with skills to master any obstacle
Those mountainous bulking muscles
That you made on your own while training
Running jumping dancing lifting
What is a mistake if we along with everyone around us cannot learn and benefit from it? Too many of my family members, friends, teachers, this generation and ones before me have been effected by numerous heath issues such as:
Terror and fright consume me:
Light leaves and dark trails behind me.
I am forever alone with no one near or close,
In this secluded island, I stand morose.
Pain throughout my body,
Legs, back and feet.
Oh god this hurts, what did I do?
Nothing works,
Not heat nor ice, pills or massage.
Sigh, just let this suff'ring end.
Getting good marks in exams makes one happy
Eating ice creams makes some happy
Splurging money on shopping makes others happy
Our parents become happy to see their children happy
Fruits and Vegetables
are good for you to eat
They make you strong
from your head to your feet
Some are round
some are long
Whichever you choose
will make you strong
Looking at her plate
Glancing at her thighs
No thanks, she says
Waiting to be perfect, or what she thinks is perfect.
Wallowing in self-hatred
I am nothing therefore deserve nothing
Longing for an escape
Incarcerated in my own thoughts, there’s only one option
Darkness cages, while canvas white
is his only light as he avoids traces
of human life. He ignores splattered paint, dripping
brushes, and sickening scent of mildew and waste.
A healthy soul, a healthy mind
To a healthy body bind
A twist of fate ever entwined
In the arms of those who find:
A feather pure as gold.
Of shrimps and steaks and sizzling soups
And turpentine rolls and cabbage groups
Comes a man of greedy, vicious frosting
The essence of virtue he is lacking.
An effervescent mind when he wants it to be
Health is wealth or so they say in the red, white, and blue of the U, S, of A.
But out of every country in the world, America has the most obese boys and girls.
Aigh’t, aigh’t, aigh’tLet me find a better was to explain this to you cause I see you have some difficulty understanding the bullshit so, I’m gonna give it to you the way my mother gives it to me- raw and uncut.
