' 'happy' 'love' 'positivity' 'becauseiloveyou' BecauseILoveYou 'mentalhealth'
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knowing things about people driving on the wrong side of the road my parents water that everyone should live their life feely
I can't get out of bed. I can't clean my room. I can't shower. I can't breath. I can't focus. I can't. I can't. I can't. Everyone says I being weak. They say I am being dramatic. I keep it all to myself. No one notices. I cut. I burn
I can understand your pain but for this I cannot change. This all appears the same, day after day. Life replays, I do not want to stay.
लड़की हा मैं लड़की हूँ ना कायर, ना मैं बेचारी हूँ चाहे तुम कहो कुछ भी मैं अपनी ही दुलारी हूँ हा मैं लड़की हूँ।।
Lost girl Confused girl Hurt girl Where are you going girl Where's your direction girl I thought you came to terms with this world girl
Like a casual walk in the park I still feel I have places to go Things to do And people to see, but can they see me Am I really ready to be visible?
Self Love, Set me free, Set me free of the person I used to be Mental abuse can alter your mind to think the worse of you, but you are POWERFUL, its true Nobody can be a better you than, you
The alarm goes off The loud ringing is exactly the way to ruin a Monday Morning It screeches like an angry eagle repeatedly Get up! Get up!
I was no longer a child when I realized my greatest fear was not that of the dark, but of being so vulnerable and helplessly in love that I would not be able to stop my heart from being broken.
Hello, I’m finally greeting you now I’m sorry I’m so late I guess I am now just ready To face you confidently. Sometimes I look back
Time waits for no one. You should not either. It keeps on ticking; keeps on moving forward. Always in the positive direction.
Sometimes, creativity is bottled up. Contained by circumstances or self doubt. But the only way to discover yourself and thrive, is to break the glass that contains your potential.
I said goodbye to my old life I said goodbye to my mind I said goodbye to my body I said goodbye to a day without pain. Chronic illness, a storyline in dramatic televsion Something your grandparents have
Thinking about the good days I use to have the bad days I have Are some what sad but I can't let It get to me the world has so Many possibilities and I want to Explore them with my love ones
He sent gentle euphoric waves Down my spine As I was laying down At his side Playing with my hair Long into the night
Nothing feels more like home Than nestling my hand into yours
All you try to do Is cover up those scars With that deep ebon cloak of your’s All I hear are the echos of your pain Of your bruises that swell so thick