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A Red Word

13 Saturday Aug 2016

Posted by lyssiepooh in feelings, Uncategorized

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anxiety, depression, life, love, mind, poetry, random, think, thoughts, worthless

THIS feeling.
An overwhelming out-pour of need.
Or maybe– want.
Loneliness is a disease.
It consumes.
But you can never truly be alone… if you love yourself.
Is it really that hard?
Yes!
How can you WANT someone to love you, if you, yourself, don’t love you.
Stricken with the idea that someone can love you–
The idea that you can possibly love yourself?
No!?
Those voices in your head.


“You’re not worth it.”


But if YOU believe this, so will everyone else.
Worthless.
A word with MORE meaning than it ever intended.

Everyone Needs Encouragement.

30 Monday Nov 2015

Posted by lyssiepooh in Life, poetry, Uncategorized

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beginning, dontgiveup, encouragement, imagination, life, mind, peace, poem, think, thoughts, words

Don’t ever give up.
Hold on
Try to get along
I’m not saying nothing’s wrong
Just be strong
And soon your imagination
Will turn into determination
Then you will find some reconciliation
And find peace within yourself
But until then
You will have to bend
Just adjust
Buckle up
It’s going to be a bumpy ride
So set aside
Your emotions
Be open
To ideas
And let go of all your fears
Because time heals
Everything will soon work out
Don’t pout
Try and figure it out
Get your life together
Forget the stormy weather
Close your eyes and pray to see the sun
Open them
And hopefully
Your new beginning has just begun.

Acceptance and Peace

20 Tuesday Oct 2015

Posted by lyssiepooh in Life

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acceptance, change, choice, different, equality, grow, happiness, learn, lgbt, peace, religion, think

Isn’t it crazy that you never know where life can take you? As a person, you can hold someone else’s life in your hands and not even know them? How is that even possible? I don’t know and no one has all the answers to life, but what I do know is we should live every day like it is our last because it is not known when our LAST day is.

You could be doing what you think is the “right” thing all your life, but the person doing all the “wrong” things ends up affecting the person who does the “right” and then nobody wins. So whose to say what is right and wrong anyway?

Religion, race, sexuality, skin color, gender or etc., should play no part in one another’s individual happiness. Just be yourself and live YOUR truth because being happy with who you are, is all that matters. There are too many injustices and hate in the world, by itself, to be teaching our younger generation to carry that on further. The only thing that should be understood is what you believe is right for YOURSELF and no one else. Mind your own business. To be ANTI- something is a waste of time and energy, especially if it doesn’t affect your individual life. Stop judging and teaching HATE, we can be much better than that. Better people, better friends, better partners, better teachers, better parents, just better in general and hopefully the next generation and so on, can learn acceptance and peace.

A Never-Ending Nightmare.

08 Tuesday Sep 2015

Posted by lyssiepooh in Life, Stories

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anxiety, dark, mind, nightmare, poem, poetry, random, Sleep, think, thinking, thoughts

Lay your head down to sleep.
Fears fill your mind.
Overthinking at its finest.
What does the future hold?
Can I?
Will I?
What am I?
Sweat beads form around your forehead.
Breathing heavily.
Dreaming of everything that can go wrong.
Chest is tight,
Tossing and turning as time refuses to stop.
This has to be nightmare.
The unknown, the unknown future.
Eyes moving rapidly behind its lids.

Life is moving.
Years are passing.
The same dream haunts my sleep,
so I don’t get any.
Insomnia moves me to walk around.
This is still just wasted time.

What was it all for?
What am I trying to tell myself?
What does it all mean?

Lay back down.
Eyes bloodshot and burning.
Sun rises, as light peaks through the window.
It’s morning and I’m still ridden with fear.
I must be sleeping.
But, like a slap in the face, reality sets in…

No.
My Life IS the Nightmare!

And I just have to wake up.

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