I went off my medication. It isn’t doing me any good. I still hurt. I still cry. I still mess up. I still feel worthless. It’s been years. My normal. It’ll always be part of who I am. The guillotine fell Quick and sharp Cut all the tears The screams short The body left…
Crashes about on rocks Sharp, cutting, slicing The wind keeps following Pushing me to move But I don’t want to, can’t Legs feel like headstones As sand etches words Into my broken skin My lips hide from hope As my heart leaps And falls back again A painfully dark cycle I stand as a…
I wrote this over 2 years ago. Life does continue on. Don’t stay in that old room with old memories for too long. Lot’s of new memories to be made! Coffins line eroded walls Like blackened bloody bricks And webs that spiders spun Have long ago lost their stick She is aware she is breathing…
Steps They are important They carry you From point A To point B From the start To the end From danger To safety From pain To…. Steps They are important But they can’t Rid your heart Of the pain That stays Always
Certain names Just the spelling of them Or the places you see them Or the context which they’re placed Make you want to slit your wrists Certain scenes Remind you that you are garbage A piece of trash, disposable, used A pile of shit to be carefully avoided Or even worse Turn you into the…
Seems I have a lot on my mind today. I hope you don’t mind me working through my own issues with you. Maybe you can add your two cents. Help me… help myself. What does it mean to take responsibility? For someone who gets it wrong quite often for one reason or another I’ve had…
You judge me And that’s ok You whisper And gossip And wonder And consume Time and time and time With innuendos And beliefs That hold no truth You listen to him And to her and her Make assumptions And create your own stories You never consider They could be lies You never ask or inquire…
Today my guest is Mel at PushingOurLimits. She wrote a poem that represents the devastation and harm bullying can produce. Please welcome the talented lovely Mel Douleur. A BULLY’S SMILE by Mel Douleur I smiled at you. A hope of what might be And with what I thought was grace You smiled back at me.…
This was how I felt 4 months ago. So much can change so quickly. We lose ourselves and find ourselves over and over again. Hold tight… Don’t let go… Stay and fight… The lyrics I’ve already heard a thousand times are set on repeat The same sentiments over and over, camped out, taking a seat…
Trust is an asshole It whispers soft Billowing clouds Of pure white lies Then grabs your Fragile little neck And squeezes The life from you As it laughs At your naivety And just before Your eyes close Just before Shadows fold He lets you Breathe again He says With his Asshole smile I’m sorry I’ll…
HASTYWORDS 