Tag: love

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Thank you

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Thank you for sewing my seed

Watering me

Giving me light

And keeping me out of the cold

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Thank you for nurturing me

As I start to sprout

Spreading my leaves

And settling roots

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Thank you for watching me

As I bud my first flower

Waiting for the sun

And opening

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Thank you for watering me

As I enjoy the sun’s rays

The visiting bees

And the warmth

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Thank you for picking me

As I enjoy the water

The approving comments

And the love

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Thank you for throwing me away

As I enjoy the earth

The coldness

And the elements

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Thank you for remembering me

My beauty

How I made you feel

And don’t forget me

Feel good · New work

In making the next step

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I don’t know why I’m here really

The purpose or the point

Just to serve others

In oiling their joints

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I can see why people have enough

I can see why they let go

Looking upon our lives fuck up

A piss poor horror show

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Starting from nothing

I will build myself again

I will try to set the foundations

Before fixing the frames

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I am so tired of falling apart

With everything I try to build

I have to protect myself

In every way with a shield

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I have hurt myself and others

I admit I am certainly at fault

But I will not live in the past

From now on I will revolt

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In making the next step

I will take several more

I hope to enjoy myself

Life being less of a chore

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With just a little love

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Are you in love with her?

Could it be different this time?

If you could change yourself?

Maybe you’d be fine?

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Such damaged goods

That could never be loved

Left out in the cold

Trampled into the mud

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But someone took pity

Seeing the good in you

Glueing the cracks together

So the light won’t shine through

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Fragile but looking good

Back on the shelf

Mended almost perfectly

Trying to get back your better self

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One person’s caring

Can change you so much

Just brightening your day

With just a little love

Depression diaries · Feel good

I will feel better 6 9 23

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I could have done it

I probably should have

But all this is getting to me

You know how every single thing gets on top of you

Every single thing feels like a chore

When you just can’t see the point

I mean why the fuck?

Everything that I have done over the last 22 years of adulthood

Why?

Am I the bad person?

Am I the narcissist?

I know that I am to blame

I admit it

But god, life is punishing

We live to work and we work to live

That pension is not gonna pay itself and it’s not gonna go far

How do people afford cars, houses, even a god damn holiday when they have kids?

What do we have to give to them?

Why are we so scared of failing them?

Why are we so scared to make the same mistakes as our parents and we go ahead and do it anyway?

When we try so hard to be positive, for what? To feel better ?

When we need to speak to someone for help, why should we have to pay for it? It’s not help, it’s a fucking service.

Why do we feel we can’t talk and we can’t trust other people because no one will listen or care? And does it even matter?

I needed to write what I feel here. I needed to share. I feel I can talk to strangers, this is a safe place. These are my feelings.

I hurt, cry, bleed, suffer, scream and fart.

I am human

I am me

I am proud to be me

I will banish the negative

I will feel better

I will be better

You are welcome to join me

I want to heal

I need to heal

I will heal

I will stand up for myself

Phil 6 9 23

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I’m so glad that you fought

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I’ll miss you when you’re gone

Why do we have to die?

I don’t like to think of it

I don’t like to think why

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I see how much you suffer

I see how much you cough

It has been months now

I’m sure you’ve had enough

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I’m not ready to say goodbye

I just cannot accept

I still need you in my life

I have nothing left

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As you look at me you smile

A tear descends your cheek

You struggle with your breathing

You can’t even speak

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I hold your hand so tightly

Refusing to let go

I’m scared of what is coming next

Because I just don’t know

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Closing your eyes you fade away

I begin to weep distraught

You’re the bravest person I know

I’m so glad that you fought

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