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We are the strong. We are the proud. We are the broken. Who got up when we fell. Our stories are written in dust. Built from broken trails. The frail hands who raise their arms. Despite all the chaos.
I open up my crusty eyes, But I don't want to get out of bed. There's a fog inside my brain, And doomsaying voices in my head. Why have I reached this place. Where did I come from.
I think everyone has been bullied at some point in their lives. I've been recently been in a situation where some very unpleasant people made my live really quite miserable.
My head has been spinning. Since yesterday. My hearts has been racing. My legs feel like clay. My eyes have been blurry. My stomachs in knots. My bodies been shaking. My blood's running hot.
I'm not sure if its good- I'm trying to find better word for this poem, there might be different outcome with "Butterfly" this is first one. Please do leave your opinion of this in comment thanks...
A Blood, Sweat, & Tears day. In no way a good day. But a day to carve life. Hard into the skin of. The earth, and believe in. Hard work, deep love,. Trust of friends, tough. Decisions made with tough.
You'll never stop us. You'll never win. We will always sing. We will sing in the rain. Sing while causing pain. Sing when your ears are bleeding. Won't stop with your pleading.
Set me on fire. Call me a liar. Say mean things. Tear down my wings. Be an arrogant prat. You're worse than a rat. Say I'm dumb. Beat me till I'm numb. You can't hurt me. I'm happy as a bee.
#disabilityaware I have a hidden illness, You cannot see it with your eyes, I am not missing any limbs, For my illness lives inside.
I truly believe. I could have been. Created to be. Something of a visionary. Life itself through sickness and wealth can often be scary.
When I was born they didn't know what the future would hold Or what bedtime stories would be told They had hopes and dreams for me A bright future ahead is all they could see.
You lay me down. My skin bare. You humiliate me. And shame me. You show me what it was like to be there. There in the beginning. When you were shamed. Burnt and scarred. When you were laid down.
I'm not a follower but I will stand by my love, On her right hand side offering my shoulder. I'd rather be a hammer but will be her nail, Absorbing the blows every time I hold her.
I've got miles to go. Before I can go to sleep. I've got long way to go. Before I can finally rest. Long way down the road. A path I'm walking on. Lessons learned. Obstacles to defeat.
I'm ready to sleep the whole night. I'm ready to give up against the fight. I'm ready to give up control for a while. I'm ready to pick up the phone and dial. I'm ready to forgot the pain and strife.
I'm a lighthouse in the dark. I'll show you the way. When you're trapped in darkness. "I don't need help" you'll say. But I'm here to help you. I'm the light. I'll guide you home.
The things that you do. The stupid things you say. They don't touch me. They might have done before. But not today. They don't touch me. Don't touch me. just don't touch me. I could plan revenge.
Going up. I see the sky. Going back. I see the ground. Going up. Higher I try. Going back. I push the ground. Going up. Smiling to what lies ahead. Going back. Learning from the past with no regret.
(Last couple of lines are amended from Eminem-'"Beautiful") #slightrant #projecthumanity Please don't give up. You've got so much more to give. Don't let them shits get ta ya. They're idiots.
stay strong, little warrior. things are gonna be alright. stay strong, little warrior. you gotta just keep up the fight. stay strong, little warrior. don't let those tears flow down.
On this Thanksgiving day I close my eyes and begin to pray Something I don't do enough I thank God for all this love Thank you for this innocence Thank you for new found bliss More wonderful than I...
I was their first born baby. Born in the summer they were happy with their young lady. But a sick child I was turning their days a bit shady. But I was born to fight and I made it through.
A waiting room full,. Of people. Like you,. They manage. A smile even. With the illness. They're going through,. Strength and. Courage shown,. Very rare you'll. Hear a moan,. A place that. Should be.
I've never been a 'glass half full' person.