A strangled cry,
A scream.
As loud as a whisper,
Screeching yet unheard.
Who's to save this damsel?
Who brought on her distress?
A heart of glass she bore.
Scattered,
Were the shattered glass pieces.
On and on she picks what she can find,
But what's lost is gone forever.

                                                       ­                           -Wayward❤

I feel the need of a soothing music
A little now
and a little later
I feel the need for a short break
A little dream
then im all better.

The light I
seek is here
within me, if
only I see the switch.

Earn my hatred, if you shake my self-respect,
Speak with caution, if you are on a dream target,
Deal with me like a human being, else you regret,
Criticize me constructively, else I would put you to upset.

Talk with me,
But never interfere in my self-respect
It is nothing but my life asset,

Control your speech like a budget,
Never hit my self-respect, Else,
You will face my words like a bullet,
You will lose your respect, at the speed of a rocket.

In my little heart,
I bear huge wounds, dreams, desperation and sorrows.
Never shake it, Else
You put my relationship to gallows.

I acknowledge your self-respect,
Double than what you give back.
With triple disrespect, I would hit back,
As you dare to humiliate my self-respect.

Forget my happy face for you,
If you prefer to play smart with my self-respect.
Witness my intensive angry face in a seconds or few,
If you are ready to treat me like a toilet.

1) You need compassion for yourself, especially the parts about you that you hate, or dislike, or find annoying, or you'll never feel whole, and that's just a fact.
2)  You need boundaries in emotion, even with the people you love the absolute most. You have to be okay with them not being okay sometimes.
3) We all should have a calm place in our minds.
4) Also, a box for us to store our sad and scary thoughts, that we will promise ourselves we will come back to later, but don't need to feel right in that moment.

\ I'll add more as they come along

I found
a flashing star,
it was hiding in
my scar.
It was never far;
but I had to be willing
to kiss
the deepest cut
for the light to
burst through
the tar.