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snipes Dec 2024
Words may not break bones,
but they sure enough can break
souls
What does hate sounds like to you?
Todd Sommerville Dec 2024
In my head,
it seems, I'm in there everyday.

It used to be you in there,
but now you've gone away.

I thought when you left,
only my heart would break.

But it keeps beating,
It's more than I can take.

Pounding in my head,
as I mull all, all I should have said.

Yes, I'm in my head, 

Questions,
So many, I can't sleep.

Bang, Bang ,Bang
incessant pounding,
heart beat.

I can't sleep.

I'm in my head,
stuck in my head.

I can't sleep.

Questions,
Pounding,
heart beat,
you're gone,
can't sleep.

I'm In my head,
where you should be.

But it's just me,
just me,

Why am I alone?
All alone.

In my head.
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Jn Dec 2024
A heart once whole,
Now shattered and cold,
Love's sweet embrace,
Now an empty space,
Tears fall like rain,
Amidst the pain,
A love once true,
Now a sad adieu.
But take heart dear friend,
For love will mend,
Though now you're apart,
Love will heal your heart.
By:Jn
Zack Ripley Dec 2024
It's easy to break.
It's easy to fall.
It's easy to feel like you've hit a wall.
It's easy to hurt and put up your guard,
But just because something's easy
Doesn't mean it isn't hard.
Zelda Nov 2024
I miss you is a pointless exercise
a murmur in the Sahara,
swallowed by endless sands

I can't carve myself into something you'd miss.

I love you is a sandstorm—
turbulent, scorching,
a fury that never seems to settle

I have no idea how to be something you'd love.

And I don't think I want to try
anymore.

I don't want to bend and break
under the weight of
your
sandstorm
Originally June 2022
AWURAA Oct 2024
I'm renouncing the pain I spoke over myself.
I'm renouncing the hatred I spoke into this family.
the hatred spoke into those of my past,
the Boy who made me realise I was filled with lust,
I am renouncing the words that I spoke and listened to that reduced and reduce my self esteem.
I am renewing my mind with The word.
I am renewing my mind with His love.
I am allowing Him to work through me.
I am forgetting the past, refusing to ponder on old history.
Please carry me through Lord, increase this capacity.
I am so used to ignoring my feelings that accepting them make me feel like I am  wrong.
So peace to my heart.
Joy to my mind.
Salvation to my soul.
The lord  in my spirit, He alone makes me whole.
Please teach me how to navigate and accept these feelings Lord, you gave them to me for a reason.
Madeon Nov 2024
This jar is different – each shard and crack tells the story of me.
I slowly piece myself together
Carefully choosing each fragment
Each break
That highlights what I have experienced and endured
Each fragile piece reminds me
That the greatest beauty is not in the unbroken
But in the mended
This is my new jar
My restored essence
In which light flows and reflects all
That I have become.
kokoro Oct 2024
Its halloween night,
he asks me,
"whats your worst fear?"
and i answer,
saying,
"i don't know ,
i'm not afraid of anything."
but i know thats not true,
because my worst fears right in front of me.
kokoro Oct 2024
just when i thought it was over
i realize its not
just when i thought it was over
she hugs me again
and i realize im crying.
Luca Scarrott Oct 2024
To exist in the present moment
is to exist in contentment
to command no extremities of emotion
and take deep breaths calmly.

I felt content today.
Like I’ve walked along a bay
with fresh salty sea air and
the wind gently pattering my face.

I felt like I’ve stepped along a shore
leaving no trace
in the sand.

Like I’ve welcomed
the embrace of the wild wind.

And, like a child,
laughing and smiling
and tumbling in the crumbling sand
without a care in the world.

Except the present moment.
I get so caught up in the heavy whirlwind of everyday life most of the time but sometimes there's a fleeting moment when I see myself in almost third person - most often when I'm witnessing something beautiful and I don't want the moment to end or when I'm in a particularly difficult place and there's a break: a rustle in the leaves or the song of a bird and I breath in these moments of quiet peace. That fleeting presentness is what this poem is about!
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