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girlinflames Aug 12
I don’t want
to fight for crumbs.
I don’t want
to be someone’s crumb.
girlinflames Aug 11
I don’t want crumbs
I want gold
wheat
honey
the finest and rarest in this world
I am not cheap
My mental health has cost me dearly
My tears
are priceless
I’d like to see you pay for them all
I cried for everyone
But I cried most for myself
for letting me cry for those who didn’t deserve it
for giving space
and letting them destroy my peace
I owe nothing to anyone anymore
Yet everyone owes me
Starting with the one who writes to you now
I owe myself
a great deal of love
FindingPath Jul 25
Dear girl,
don't be sad,
never lose hope,
for ever they say bad.
-
Remember then,
By God's grace, haven't they been from
the womb of a mother?
-
Let your beauty lie in your Character,
Let your Modesty be,
the answer to their liberal thoughts,
Let the purity lie in your heart .
-
Remember, you're
God’s creation,
A Father's child,
Some one’s fate,
And will be the role model for others.
-
Never lose hope,
Let the dog’s bark
at the Modesty of a Lioness,
for you know
may how many they be
they can't change the good in you.
For you are the Real QUEEN
-
It is downright lame
How you put all the blame
On me, whose only aim
Is not to fan the flame
That you still cannot tame.

You kinda love this game.
You shout while I remain
Silent, but it's in vain —
You nonetheless act insane.

Don't you feel the shame?
Yet I'm the one who came
To you, but now I claim:
I will not stay the same.
Right here,
right now —

I break the chain.
silvervi Jun 19
Treating ourselves with respect is essential for leading a happy and healthy life.
Never compromise on that. 🙏 Let's nurture our being with kindness and compassion.
Arna Jun 11
“People are always there to judge… but I’m not here to collect their judgments.”
Walk your path with pride. The noise around you? Just echoes that don’t matter.
Arna Jun 10
You’ve got one life.
Don’t treat it like a stage for laughs,
when it’s meant to be a stage for growth.
Don’t make your life a joke.
Don’t make your life a JOKE
Aires Dec 2024
I'm happy on green grass and blue sky above me, peace.
Remembering the day I cried, to day I crawled, day I walked it's all imagination.
Imagination is option when I know I did it but I can't remember but my attachments remember.
Every phase has attachment which is unbothered and undefined yet there.
When sky above me tells how free it is and grass below me tells me how lively it is, I understood it not just me but people around me makes me what I am.
The simple smile to heartfelt cry
To be cautious yet cheerful
Clumsiness and acceptance coming handy.
It's all attachments around me giving me.
I'm alone yet the memories starts the talk.
Someday the attachments may get to rigid.
To be ready for, that feeling is also important.
To confine the self-respect above all and everything even if it's special attachment.
So, the attachments are below me and self-respect is sky high.
Broadsky Nov 2024
Does reading my words make you feel things you wish you could alter?
I know you hate to know this but I've kept the truths of what you've all done watered
and yes on your side of the fence by your hands the roots were slaughtered
you all screamed my name with each of my innocent saplings you hacked and quartered

but that was only half of them, you all missed some in the corner, so now ladies and gentlemen ready yourselves for a tour to behold this tortured orchard

where the fruit rots and the fruit spoils
where the tree limbs twist and the tree limbs coil
where the ground has shards of glass and shrapnel in the soil
where the sun's so hot every drop of rain and dew begin to boil

liars and thieves
liars and thieves
the invaders who brought the plague that burned the leaves and replaced each of my succulent crops with piles and piles of thorny weeds
you all tried to force the fruit down my throat grown from your poisonous seeds
I realized now not everything that says it's human and has a heart bleeds

you guys who sniffed things through a cut straw that looked like powered chalk
you girls who'd give ***** looks and lift your hands to hide your lips as you talked
learn to keep my name out your mouth and to leave my page unstalked
cause if y'all can't stand me why do you stay looking at my posts from an account with an @ like a bot?

How does it feel? to know I remember the things you forgot
to know he's truly just my friend but has more fun with me than you even when you're giving him backshots
I laughed at you and found it really pathetic how you made your friend check my tiktoks
and honey... that natural deodorant doesn't work for you, even week old dead fish smell better at any fish mongers dock

The girl who had mice feet running over her children's silverware, your husband's a ***** and so are you if you're unaware
For fun you drink nyquil and it's not less ****** sipped out of earthenware
you used to say "I hate him this time of year, even the way he stupidly stares"
well this is the rest of your life honey, aren't you scared? and also if no one's told you please stop cutting your kids hair

And the ex I spoke to last November, I asked if you were excited to marry her, do you remember? well you left me shocked when your answer wasn't yes because with her in life you want to forever venture, my jaw dropped when the only thing you said you were excited for was being a child's predecessor and I hope you know one of my life's biggest treasures is knowing it wont be my precious blood that's shed to give you a successor. Oh, and your wife knows we talked, right? You did happen to tell her?

Either I've added to the lore or I've been talking to a wall, either way- you all make sure you come back to visit and take another tour of the tortured orchard next fall.
you all love to hate me
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