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Cadmus Jun 2
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The more I understand man
and what he’s capable of…

the more I am convinced
the wolf was framed

and Little Red
wrote the story.

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Interpretations are often shaped by those who survive to tell the tale. Sometimes, the villain is just the one without a voice.
Simon Bridges May 17
I've drawn a big square
Then another
In each corner
Inside the big one
                   I have a house

  Just the same as the one
    I drew when I was five
       With a little stick dog
                                  A tree
         And a winding path

       All out of perspective 

Little's changed
                 I still can't draw
A dog now barks
The tree is deciduous
                 And the path’s still winding
Cadmus May 11
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Don’t grow up.

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ITS A TRAP

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Adulthood promises freedom, but often steals wonder.
inthewater May 8
in a sense my innocence
has brought about some strange events
your unabashed sinfulness
my cute, careful religiousness
a surprising synthesis

in a sense, was my innocence
a recompense for your bitterness?
i sought your soul with reverence
from your tenderness, my mind undressed
a haunt old as some sacred texts

of a pure and honest impetus
our pride found a submissiveness
my naivete,
your diligence
thanks to our collective dissonance
a love made to be infamous
reflecting on a past relationship
Izan Almira May 8
They say trust
is innocent,
they call me naive
for lending things
and knowing I’ll get them back,
for asking for truthfulness
without checking for lies,
for believing someone when they say
they’ll keep my secret safe,
for giving a hand
and knowing I’ll get a thanks.

But if kindness is innocent,
and ‘oh so pure of me’,
then maybe that’s why
we keep ruining things.
Because of course I know the risks—
of course I’ve been betrayed—,
but I choose to ignore them
because empathy
is my thing.

So, if kindness is innocent,
then turn me into a kid.
For real, like. I lended something to a teacher once (a pencil for his computer) so he could do some online lessons with another student from a different year group, and one of my friends went “oh why’re you doing that, he won’t give it back”. And I was like ??? dude, if you have trust issues it’s not my fault. He’s a teacher, he’s gonna give it back. (He gave it back).
Mia Apr 27
Oh Darling, Oh Daisy
As pretty as a pink peony,
Yet, your petals are wilting, dear,
Stems a little frail, wracked.

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
As sharp as a red rosy,
Yet, don’t they see, dearest,
Thorns tracing those fragile strands?

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
As sweet as a light *****,
Yet, don’t they see, dear?
Tears slipping, draping a silk on your chest.

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
As clever as late Nancy,
Yet, is your nectar still
Sweet as hot honey

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
Ask of the flies, just once, dear,
Do they taste the bright red
Of copper candy?

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
As graceful as old lacy
Do you dance, dear,
To the screams that hum a melody?

Oh Daisy, Oh Daisy
As naive as a little daisy,
Are you certain what awaits you?
Dear Daisy.
This poem is inspiried by the song Lacy by O.R though the themes are different I love the repetition she used to create a poem of my own
David Hilburn Apr 26
Do shadows clash?
With a light's, oracle...?
Should we intone, the sleep of passion?
Still in a night's touch, is love a suspense of, milk?

Miracles that reach for chastity...
Have a naming game in mind, for heed
Peek, poorer for a question's vanity
Of the solace of a wish, for another wish to lead...

We are the silence, the ghost
Of a need's chance, you know
Like a sojourn, with a dread's host
The place of reason, has become a you...

Rage, rationalize this...
Quiet of subtle time, forms
A vivid accusation, has become a lover's kiss
Ready to keep it all, in the hand of norms

Breath of worth, later
The might of wishes will become a lover's fate
Now in the presence and prayers, of honor sated
By the shy sight of ingenue, will we know the blessing of a wishes privacy?
simple notion and devotion of a classic world, is smoking a cigarette...
STOP; Take your clothes off, it'll be okay, I swear, I'll climb on top
DROP; I don't want to get naked, I'm innocent! I refuse, please stop!
& ROLL; No one will believe you, you're too young;
And they will look at me and think "he's way too old"

STOP; Do as your told and none of this will hurt; I'll be gentle, now get on top
DROP; I don't want to be under you, I don't want to be above you, please, stop!
& ROLL; DO AS YOU'RE TOLD LITTLE GIRL, I'll treat your body like a piece of gold
None of it will hurt if you just obey! But I don't want to be on your pole!

STOP; STOP FUSSING, turn around and lay on your stomach;
Take your shorts and pull them down, if I do it, I won't stop
DROP; Why are you doing this to me?? What did I do to deserve this? PLEASE STOP!!
&ROll; I'm getting sick and tired of listening to you cry and whine,
So shut up and do as you're told!

Been through this with so many different men, I swear they're all the same
I told people, but no one listened because I was too scared to give up their names
So now, I suffer with complex ptsd, and undiagnosed adult ADHD
nightmares that wake me up and cause severe social anxiety,
Forever broken, forever wounded, never healing, forever ******* up mentally
I became an addict for the longest time because of this abuse, especially sexually
I was self harming, trying to overdose, trying to run away;
But with nowhere to run, and no one to tell,
because no one believed anything I had to say

I'm healing now but only as a recovering addict
I turned lesbian for a while and that only covered up the pain
With a woman I really didn't know who she was, pretending with a smile
Swore to myself that I was done and over anything or anyone with a ****!
But here I am, finding myself loving someone who took me away from all this
Someone who treats me like the person I deserve to be, the person I need to be
So how come I'm trapped in this mental spiral of all my wrong doings?
Of all my past relationships and all my past abusers?
They wreck havoc in my mind like the sinking titanic ship
Oh god, those nights where I just wanted to hang myself with my very own whip

STOP; Don't let anyone take control over you! SCREAM AND SHOUT STOP!!
DROP; Don't let someone tell you that it's okay, it's normal, it's fun,
KICK THEM SQUARE IN THEIR NUTS AND RUN WHILE YELLING HELP HELP HELP!!
GET THIS MAN AWAY FROM ME AND MAKE HIM STOP!!
& ROLL; NEVER ONCE AGAIN WILL I BE HUSHED, SHUSHED, OR THREATENED NOT TO TELL,
Because everything that's in the dark eventually comes to light,
and that will be the day that these stories come out and are told!!



Stephanie A. Ludwig
04/18/2025
domestic violence, ****** abuse, and abuse in all aspects warrior and survivor here. this was extremely hard for me to get out in words.
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