A poem about how much it's a miracle that we as humans are alive, and how much you should value yourself. For some people that have been feeling down lately. Thank you, take care :)) <3
I am my worst enemy, thank you to @doom_shroom for your prompt submission!
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
it's weird how one person can change your life...
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
What we see in ourselves and what others see in us are oftentimes very different. This piece has dual haikus.
With this world we live in it is hard to feel like you are enough! You are enough! every single one of you! Hope you enjoy :)
Sometimes I trip over broken memories and cut myself on the sharp, jagged shards of my past.
For my skin is not shameful. Racism will not take away power, history or pride.
The worth of things is defined by money but who's to know the worth of humanity
This is how depression and anxiety can hurt your life daily and forever. Hope you guys like it and can relate to it in some sort of ways.
Be careful of what you invent, because it might come to life...
A cute little poem about how all that matters is yourself, not what you look like. <3
A poem about how much it's a miracle that we as humans are alive, and how much you should value yourself. For some people that have been feeling down lately. Thank you, take care :)) <3
I am my worst enemy, thank you to @doom_shroom for your prompt submission!
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
it's weird how one person can change your life...
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
What we see in ourselves and what others see in us are oftentimes very different. This piece has dual haikus.
With this world we live in it is hard to feel like you are enough! You are enough! every single one of you! Hope you enjoy :)
Sometimes I trip over broken memories and cut myself on the sharp, jagged shards of my past.
For my skin is not shameful. Racism will not take away power, history or pride.
The worth of things is defined by money but who's to know the worth of humanity
This is how depression and anxiety can hurt your life daily and forever. Hope you guys like it and can relate to it in some sort of ways.
Be careful of what you invent, because it might come to life...
A cute little poem about how all that matters is yourself, not what you look like. <3