Sammies poems

Scared s**tless of hurting loved ones,
A fear that grips my heart so tight,
Like a vice, it squeezes, constricts my breath,
Leaving me gasping in the dark of night.

For love can be a double-edged sword,
With the power to heal or wound,
And I, a trembling soul, stand on the edge,
Afraid of the damage that might be strewn.

In every word I speak, I tread with care,
Choosing each syllable with utmost thought,
For the weight of my words can crush,
Leaving scars that cannot be forgot.

Oh, how I long to be a gentle breeze,
Caressing the ones I hold so dear,
But the fear of causing pain looms large,
Filling my heart with doubt and fear.

Yet, in this fear, a glimmer of hope resides,
A reminder of the love that binds us tight,
For it is love that fuels this fear,
And guides me to choose what's right.

So, I will navigate this treacherous path,
With caution and tenderness in every stride,
For though I am scared s**tless of hurting,
Love will be my compass, my steadfast guide.

In the depths of my soul, fear takes hold,
A tangled web of doubts begins to unfold.
The shadows creep, whispering in my ear,
A haunting fear of losing those I hold dear.

My heart trembles with an unspoken worry,
Will they depart, leaving me in a hurry?
Each passing day, anxiety grows,
As the fear of losing everyone, it shows.

Like a fragile thread, connections are woven,
Binding hearts together, never to be broken.
But what if fate decides to intervene?
Leaving me alone, lost in a world so mean.

The fear clings to me, a constant presence,
A relentless force, causing turbulence.
I try to hold on, to keep them near,
But the thought of losing them fills me with fear.

Yet, I must learn to embrace the uncertainty,
To let go of the fear, set my worries free.
For love cannot flourish in the grip of dread,
It thrives in trust, where fear has no stead.

So, I'll cherish each moment, hold them tight,
Appreciating the love, the joy, the light.
For in the end, fear may come and go,
But love's enduring power will always glow.

In the quiet corners of my fragile heart,
Reside the echoes of abandonment's art.
A dance of shadows, a haunting refrain,
Leaving scars of longing and silent pain.

Like a ghostly specter, it lingers near,
Whispering doubts, awakening fear.
In the depths of my soul, it takes its toll,
Leaving me broken, an empty vessel, a lost soul.

The seeds of abandonment were sown,
In childhood's tender garden, where I roamed.
Unanswered cries, a void in love's embrace,
Left traces of doubt, etched upon my face.

Now I walk through life, a wounded being,
Searching for solace, for a sense of meaning.
But the specter of abandonment, it remains,
A constant companion, deep-rooted in my veins.

It colors my relationships, taints my trust,
Leaving me wary, afraid to adjust.
For how can I let someone in, so close,
When the fear of abandonment silently grows?

Yet amidst the darkness, I find a glimmer of light,
A flicker of hope, a chance to make things right.
For within me lies the strength to heal,
To mend the wounds, to learn how to feel.

Abandonment may have marked my past,
But I am not defined by its shadow cast.
I'll rise above, find strength in my core,
And embrace love's warmth, forevermore.

So I'll face my fears, confront the unknown,
And let love's tender seeds be sown.
For in the journey of healing, I'll find release,
From the clutches of abandonment's lease.

In the symphony of life, I'll find my song,
And let the echoes of abandonment be gone.
For I am worthy of love, of being seen,
And I'll shed the shackles of abandonment's dream.

In the tapestry of my existence, I'll weave,
A story of resilience, of how I chose to believe.
That abandonment may have shaped my past,
But it does not define me, it will not last.

For I am more than the sum of my pain,
And through healing, I'll break the chain.
Abandonment's grip will loosen its hold,
And I'll emerge stronger, with a heart that's bold.

Insecurities, like whispers in the wind,
Creep into my mind, uninvited guests.
They slither through the cracks, unseen,
And settle deep within, where doubts manifest.

They grow like weeds in the garden of my thoughts,
Choking the blossoms of confidence and grace.
Their tendrils wrap around my every move,
Leaving trails of uncertainty in their wake.

They taunt me with their sharp, relentless words,
Mocking my flaws, magnifying my fears.
Their voices echo in the hollows of my heart,
Leaving me vulnerable, consumed by tears.

But I refuse to be held captive by their grip,
For I am more than just my insecurities.
I will rise above, like a phoenix from the ashes,
Embracing my imperfections and finding my securities.

I will silence the whispers and reclaim my power,
For within me lies strength, resilience, and might.
No longer will I hide in the shadows of doubt,
I am free to shine, to love, and to stand tall in my own light.

In the shadows of the night, a darkness descends,
A tale woven with sorrow, where innocence bends.
Whispers in the wind carry stories untold,
Of shattered trust and hearts, forever scarred and bold.

Sexual assault, a harrowing reality we face,
A stain upon our world, a disgrace with no grace.
An act of violence, a theft of autonomy,
Leaving victims trapped in a web of agony.

No boundaries respected, no consent sought,
The violation seeps through every thought.
A power imbalance, a force that defies,
Leaving victims silenced, in silent cries.

In shattered fragments, their spirits lie,
Haunted by memories that refuse to die.
The weight they carry, burdens of shame,
Yet in their resilience, they rise, reclaim.

Through the darkness, they find their light,
Their voices breaking through the endless night.
They gather strength, united and strong,
For justice and healing, they march along.

Let our society awaken from slumber deep,
To hear their stories, to listen and weep.
No more victim-blaming, no more turning away,
Together we must fight, for a brighter day.

Raise up your voice, lend an empathetic ear,
Support survivors, and let empathy steer.
Educate, challenge, dismantle the norm,
Until sexual assault becomes a bitter scorn.

For in the tapestry of humanity, we must weave,
A world where consent and respect never leave.
Where survivors find solace, healing can start,
And the scars of sexual assault will slowly depart.

Let us stand together, hand in hand,
Building a future where survivors can stand.
With compassion and love, we'll break the chains,
And reclaim our bodies, our power, our reins.

So let us rise, with courage and might,
To banish the darkness, bring justice to light.
For every survivor, their pain we'll embrace,
And together, we'll create a safer space.

In the labyrinth of the mind, a battle unfolds,
Where shadows dance and secrets are told.
A symphony of whispers, haunting and cruel,
A silent storm brewing, a relentless duel.

Mental abuse, an invisible foe,
Leaves scars unseen, where no eyes can go.
It weaves its web, entangling the soul,
Leaving trails of anguish, taking its toll.

Words, like venom, drip from the tongue,
Poisoning the spirit, where innocence hung.
Each syllable a weapon, cutting deep,
Leaving wounds that are impossible to keep.

It starts with a whisper, a subtle attack,
Undermining self-worth, breaking you back.
A constant barrage, chipping away,
Dimming the light, turning vibrant colors gray.

Gaslighting, manipulation, a masterful game,
Twisting perceptions, eroding one's name.
A cruel puppeteer, pulling the strings,
Leaving the victim questioning everything.

The mind becomes a battlefield, a war zone,
Where self-doubt and fear have firmly grown.
The abuser's power, a twisted delight,
Feeding on weakness, extinguishing light.

But within the depths of this tortured mind,
A strength emerges, refusing to bind.
A resilience, a flame that refuses to die,
A voice that whispers, "I will not comply."

For in the heart of the wounded, there lies,
A spirit untamed, ready to rise.
No longer a victim, but a survivor strong,
Breaking free from the chains that held them wrong.

Mental abuse, a vicious storm to weather,
But the human spirit, unyielding, forever.
With every breath, a step towards healing,
Reclaiming one's worth, revealing true feeling.

So let us stand tall, united and brave,
Supporting each other, lifting the enslaved.
For in the face of mental abuse's plight,
Together we'll shine, casting out the night.

My head's a minefield of trauma and hurt,
A vast expanse of shadows and pain,
Each step I take, a risk, a trembling uncertainty,
Navigating the treacherous terrain of my brain.

Thoughts explode like bombs, shattering peace,
Echoes of memories, haunting and deep,
The scars etched deep within the recesses,
A constant reminder of the battles I keep.

In this vast expanse, emotions collide,
A cacophony of turmoil, a tempest inside,
The wreckage of past wounds, scattered and torn,
A battlefield where healing is often denied.

But amidst the chaos, a flicker of light,
A glimmer of hope, a beacon in sight,
For I am not merely a victim of war,
But a survivor, a fighter, with strength to ignite.

I navigate this minefield, step by step,
Treading carefully, with courage and grace,
For within this battlefield, I find resilience,
A spirit unyielding, a heart that won't erase.

And as I journey through this vast expanse,
I'll gather the fragments, the broken shards,
Piecing together a mosaic of healing,
Transforming the minefield into a work of art.

For in the depths of pain, beauty can rise,
A tapestry woven with threads of scars,
And though the minefield may forever remain,
I'll rise above, transcending the bars.

So let us not be defined by the hurt we bear,
But by the strength we find in our darkest hour,
For within this minefield, there lies a power,
To reclaim our lives, to reclaim our power.

My head's a minefield of trauma and hurt,
A vast expanse, a journey to undertake,
But with resilience as my compass, I'll prevail,
And turn this minefield into a canvas of fate.

Letting People Down

In the vast expanse of life's grand tapestry,
There lies a thread of fear, of unease,
A weight that burdens the heart,
When we find ourselves on the precipice,
Of letting people down.

Oh, how we strive to please and appease,
To be the beacon of unwavering support,
But sometimes, in our pursuit of perfection,
We stumble, we falter, we fall short.

The weight of expectations, heavy and daunting,
Rests upon our weary shoulders,
Each step forward feels like a stumble,
As we struggle to meet the standards set by others.

For in this intricate dance of human connection,
There are moments when we must unveil our truth,
When the mask of pretense slips away,
And we reveal our vulnerabilities, uncouth.

Oh, how it pains us to disappoint,
To witness the crestfallen faces, filled with sorrow,
But honesty, though bitter, is a noble virtue,
A path towards growth, a brighter tomorrow.

For to live a life devoid of mistakes,
Is to live a life devoid of risks,
And in the pursuit of perfection,
We sacrifice the beauty of taking leaps and twists.

So let us not be bound by the shackles of guilt,
Let us embrace our flaws, our imperfections,
For within the depths of our shortcomings,
Resides the essence of our true connections.

For when we let people down, we also offer them,
The chance to forgive, to understand, to grow,
To foster empathy in the face of disappointment,
And nurture a love that continues to glow.

Let not the fear of letting people down,
Constrain our souls, our spirit, our flight,
For it is in our humanness, our fallibility,
That we truly shine, bathed in the glow of our light.

So let us release the burden, the weight of guilt,
And learn to forgive ourselves, to be kind,
For in the tapestry of life's intricate design,
There's room for missteps, where grace we can find.

Letting people down does not define us,
But how we rise, how we mend, how we grow,
In the face of disappointment, let us be resilient,
And let our spirits, free and boundless, glow.

For we are but human, imperfect and true,
And in our flaws, we find strength anew,
So let us embrace the journey, the ups and downs,
Knowing that letting people down is just a part of life's grand view.

Am I too fu**ed in the head, I wonder,
As I wander through the labyrinth of my thoughts,
Each turn leading me deeper into the recesses of my mind,
Where shadows dance to the rhythm of my fears.

In this vast expanse of tangled emotions,
I search for fragments of sanity,
But they elude me, slipping through my fingers like sand,
Leaving me grasping at the wisps of my shattered psyche.

My thoughts, like wild horses, gallop through my consciousness,
Unrestrained and untamed, they stampede,
Trampling over reason and logic,
Leaving chaos in their wake.

I navigate this treacherous terrain,
Where the echoes of my past reverberate,
Their voices whispering dark secrets and regrets,
A haunting chorus that refuses to fade.

Am I too fu**ed in the head to find solace,
To find a moment of respite from this inner turmoil?
Or is it in this madness that I find my truth,
In the broken pieces of my fractured mind?

For within this maelstrom of confusion,
There lies a certain kind of beauty,
A rawness, an authenticity,
That only the truly fu**ed in the head can comprehend.

So let me embrace this madness,
Let me dance with the demons that reside within,
For it is in the depths of my insanity,
That I find the freedom to be unapologetically me.

No one cares, not really,
In this vast expanse of existence,
Where souls wander, lost and lonely,
In a world of shallow persistence.

We carry burdens, heavy and unseen,
Yet the weight is dismissed, disregarded,
In the cacophony of unfeeling machines,
Where hearts remain forever guarded.

No one cares, not really,
In this era of superficiality,
Where connections are made so fleetingly,
And intentions are laced with insincerity.

We long for understanding, for a gentle touch,
But find empty promises, hollow words,
In a world that values wealth and such,
Where compassion becomes absurd.

No one cares, not really,
In this age of constant distraction,
Where screens dictate our every query,
And empathy becomes a mere abstraction.

We yearn for genuine concern, for a listening ear,
But find indifference, apathy so profound,
In a society driven by selfish fear,
Where compassion is seldom found.

No one cares, not really,
In this vast sea of indifference,
Where faces blur, emotions barely,
In a world devoid of benevolence.

But amidst this desolate landscape,
There lies a flicker, a spark so small,
A reminder that love can shape our fate,
And kindness can conquer it all.

So let us be the ones who truly care,
Who offer solace, compassion, and grace,
For in this chaotic world, we must dare,
To be the light in this vast, dark space.

No one cares, not really,
But we can change the tides, you see,
With open hearts and minds that are free,
Creating a world where love is the key.

In twists and turns, my mind does spin
A vortex of worries, a whirlpool within
Anxiety's grip, I do try to break
But it holds me tight, like a lover's embrace

The what-ifs and the maybes, they do haunt
A never-ending cycle, a merry-go-round
I search for answers, but they are few
And the questions keep coming, like a barrage of dew

The fear of failure, the fear of the unknown
A constant companion, a heavy stone
But I will not let it define me, no way
I will rise above, come what may

I will face my fears, head on and strong
I will learn to let go, and move along
I will find my strength, and shine my light
And leave anxiety, in the dark of night

Oh, the weight of loneliness that doth descend
A heavy burden that my heart doth bear
A sorrow that doth pierce my soul's deep end
A depression that doth bring me to despair

The world outside is bright and bold
But in my heart, a darkness doth unfold
The laughter and the joy, they do not reach
The depths of my sadness, the depths of my grief

The tears that I do cry, they are not seen
The pain that I do feel, it is not heard
The scars that I do hide, they are not healed
The wounds that I do bear, they are not sealed

Oh, the weight of loneliness that doth descend
A heavy burden that my heart doth bear
A sorrow that doth pierce my soul's deep end
A depression that doth bring me to despair

But still, I hold on to hope
A glimmer of light in the darkest scope
A chance that one day, I'll find my way
A chance that one day, I'll brush the gray

Beware the backstabbers, sly and sly,
They slither and grin, with mischievous eye.
Like vipers disguised in a mask so clever,
They plot and scheme to destroy, endeavor.

Their words, like venom, drip with deceit,
In friendship's embrace, they find the sweet.
But hidden beneath their warm facade,
Lies the treachery of a demon squad.

They whisper behind your back, with their lies,
Their tongues wagging, spreading falsehood and ties.
They act like friends, with a smile so bright,
While planning to tear you down from the height.

Oh, how they relish in others' despair,
Delighting in secrets, they're eager to share.
Like daggers they dive, into your trust,
And leave you there, filled with doubt and disgust.

But fear not, dear friend, for there is a way,
To protect yourself from their vicious display.
Listen to your instincts, your heart's voice,
For it knows the truth, without a choice.

Surround yourself with souls pure and true,
Who uplift and support in all that you do.
For no backstabber can break that bond,
When loyalty and love are the foundations you've found.

So be wary of the backstabbers' guiles,
But fear them not, for it's in your smiles,
The strength to rise above and move on,
And expose their darkness, till it's gone.

In the depths of my soul, anxiety takes hold,
A wave of unease, leaving me feeling cold.
Like a crushing weight upon my chest,
I can't breathe, trapped in this distress.

Each beat of my heart quickens its pace,
As panic settles in, I search for a trace.
But the air grows thin, as if it withdraws,
Leaving me gasping, to escape these flaws.

My mind races, a whirlwind of fear,
Thoughts entangled, drawing near.
Suffocated by worries, they tighten their grip,
I close my eyes, hoping for a brief respite.

But the tightness persists, constricting me so,
As anxiety lingers, unwilling to let go.
I clutch at my throat, craving release,
Longing for tranquility to bring me peace.

Yet, like a caged bird frozen in flight,
I remain trapped within my own plight.
Silent screams fill the hollow space,
As I yearn for the gentle touch of solace.

But amidst the chaos, a glimmer appears,
A beacon of hope to overcome my fears.
With every breath, I take a step,
Towards healing my soul, finding my rep.

Inhale, exhale, slowly I find,
A moment of calm, a break from the grind.
For anxiety may try to suffocate my lungs,
But resilience and strength guide me as one.

I rise above the shadows, spreading my wings,
Unfurling from the darkness, where anxiety sings.
I reclaim my breath, with each verse I weave,
For in the realm of poetry, I find reprieve.

So let the words flow and emotions collide,
As I heal from within, with love as my guide.
No longer held captive, I break free,
Embracing the beauty, reclaiming my glee.

And though anxiety may try to hold me tight,
I shatter its grip as I take flight.
For I am not defined by what I can't achieve,
But by the strength I gather, as I choose to believe.

In the depths of despair where darkness prevails,
I'm drowning in sorrow with no wind in my sails.
Feeling like s**t, my spirit's worn thin,
Trapped in a cycle of darkness within.

Each day unfolds with its burden of weight,
A heaviness upon me, hard to abate.
Life's vibrant colors have faded away,
Leaving behind shades of gloomy dismay.

Like a thorny rose with petals of pain,
I wander through life, feeling so drained.
Every step I take feels more like a crawl,
As I stumble and fall, through this pitfall.

The world seems so cruel, my heart aches and moans,
As I dance with the demons, I'm all on my own.
The laughter I fake, the smiles that I wear,
Can't conceal the truth of how bruised I bear.

But deep in my core, a flicker still glows,
A tiny spark of hope that nobody knows.
It whispers, "You're stronger, you'll rise above,
You're capable of healing, finding love."

So I gather my fragments, piece by piece,
Hoping one day this darkness will release.
I'll paint life's canvas with bold, vibrant hues,
And reclaim my spirit, renewed and true.

For even in shadows, there's hope to be found,
In the depths of despair, a strength does abound.
So I'll keep pushing forward, with all my might,
Knowing that someday, I'll emerge to the light.

I'm sorry for the tears I caused to fall,
For the moments of pain, for feeling so small.
I never meant to hurt you, my sincere apology,
Please believe my words, let forgiveness set us free.

I'm sorry for the harsh words I expressed,
For the anger that left you feeling distressed.
In moments of spite, I lost sight of what's true,
But now I stand before you, seeking to renew.

I'm sorry for the mistakes I made in the past,
For the promises broken, they weren't meant to last.
Regret fills my heart, it weighs heavy and deep,
I yearn for your forgiveness, for a love that won't seep.

I'm sorry for the absence when you needed me most,
For the times I was distant, like a desolate ghost.
I should have been there, held your hand through the night,
But I let my own fears dim your guiding light.

I'm sorry for the pain that etched upon your face,
For the scars that time cannot simply erase.
But trust in my sincerity as I bow down on my knees,
Hoping that my genuine remorse brings you peace.

I'm sorry for the moments when I let you down,
For the nights when your smiles turned to a frown.
I promise to learn, to grow and to change,
To cherish your love, to never act strange.

I'm sorry for not being the person you deserved,
For the hurt that my actions strangely preserved.
But from this point on, I'll make it my mission,
To prove to you daily, my heartfelt contrition.

I'm sorry for the wounds that time cannot heal,
For the pain that I caused, the torment I feel.
But with every sunrise, a new hope will be found,
To rebuild the love that to us was once bound.

Friend or foe

Friend or foe, we never know,
Which path they choose to go.
One day they're there, with open arms,
The next they seem to cause us harm.

We trust in them, with all our heart,
But sometimes they tear us apart.
The line between is hard to see,
Are they a friend or enemy?

We hope for friends, who stand by us,
Through thick and thin, without a fuss.
But sometimes foes, disguised as friends,
Bring us pain that never ends.

So choose your friends and foes with care,
Be cautious, don't let them ensnare.
For in the end, we'll find out who,
Is really there to see us through.

Innocence taken

You took my innocence, my trust, my pride
Left me feeling empty deep inside
You played me for a fool, made me believe
That you were different, that you wouldn't deceive

But now I see through your sly disguise
The way you manipulate with your lies
You took my heart and tore it apart
Left me with scars that'll never depart

I thought love was supposed to be pure
But you came along and made it obscure
You took advantage of my naivety
Now I see clearly, with perfect clarity

No longer will I be your puppet on a string
I'll spread my wings, I'll soar and sing
You took my innocence, but I'll reclaim
And start anew, with a heart free of shame.

I Gotta Shower

I gotta shower, it's plain to see
My hair's a mess and my skin's oily
I'll be quick, won't take too long
Just enough time to belt out a song

The water's warm, I step right in
My muscles relax, feels like a win
I lather up, with soap and shampoo
My hair's squeaky clean when I'm through

As the water washes away the suds
I think of my plans, how to get ahead
I've got things to do, can't delay
So I gotta hurry, no time to play

I towel off and hop out the door
A fresh start, and I'm ready for more
I'll face the day, with a clean slate
So I gotta shower, it's never too late.

Unrequited love

I gave you my heart, but you don't feel the same
My love for you burns like a never-ending flame
You're the light of my life, the apple of my eye
But you don't even look at me and I don't know why

I see you every day, and my heart skips a beat
But you don't care, you just go on with your feet
I long for your touch, your kiss, your embrace
But you don't even notice me, not even a trace

My love for you is pure, it's true and it's real
But you don't see it, you just shrug and you feel
You're the one I dream of, day and night
But you don't feel the same, it's not right

I try to move on, but my heart won't let go
Of the love that I feel, the love that you don't know
Maybe someday you'll realize, the love that could be
But until then, my love for you, will forever be.

Learning difficulties

Dyslexia and dyspraxia,
A pair of learning bugs,
Messes with our thoughts and plans,
And makes us feel like thugs.

Interchanged letters, numbers too,
Mixed-up messages galore,
Our brains work hard to decode,
But it's always such a chore.

Dyspraxia's just as wily,
Messing with coordination,
Simple tasks can baffle us,
And cause immense frustration.

But we're not just our disorders,
We're creative, smart and strong,
Our struggles may be many,
But they don't define us wrong.

So let's raise awareness, educate,
And shatter every stigma,
We'll show the world our uniqueness,
And that it's truly a big enigma.

Swimming

Swimming in a pool, oh what a delight,
Crystal clear water, shining so bright,
Diving and splashing, the perfect sight,
Cooling off in the summer's might.

The water is refreshing, all around,
The pool offers, the perfect playground,
Swirling and twirling, without a sound,
A peaceful feeling, that can astound.

Swimming in the pool, all day long,
Feeling the rhythm, of a beautiful song,
Splashing and diving, in the waters strong,
A memory that will forever belong.

The pool is a sanctuary, for all to share,
A happy place to let go of all cares,
A spot to laugh and not despair,
To bask in the sunshine, without any glares.

Swimming in the pool, is a true pleasure,
It's a treasure, that everyone can measure,
A place where worries, simply disfigure,
And where happiness, becomes our nature.

Kindness

Kindness, such a simple act,
Yet it's seen as something to tact.
People think it's weak and small,
But kindness could conquer all.

Some say kindness is a sin,
And we should be tough and win.
But what if kindness is the key,
To a world that's thriving and free?

A little kindness can go far,
From a smile to a gentle heart.
It can change the course of fate,
And dissolve the hate we create.

So let's not make kindness a sin,
But rather embrace it from within.
For kindness is a powerful tool,
That can make the world a better pool.

Love hate

Love and hate, opposing forces of fate,
One brings joy, while the other breeds hate,
They say love conquers all, but what about hate?
A feeling so strong, it can obliterate.

Love is a flame that flickers and grows,
Filling our hearts with a warm, golden glow,
It blossoms like flowers in the springtime,
And soothes our souls like a soft chime.

Hate, on the other hand, is a dark cloud,
It poisons our minds, and makes us feel proud,
It consumes us like a raging fire,
And leaves us nothing but anger and desire.

We can't deny the feelings of hate and love,
For they are both a part of us, hand-in-glove,
But let's choose love, and let it be our guide,
For it's the only way we can help our hearts abide.

2 sides of the same coin

Happiness and sadness, two sides of a coin,
One brings a smile, the other makes us groan.
Happiness is like a warm, sunny day,
Sadness can feel like a never-ending fray.

Happiness brings joy to life,
Sadness can cut you like a knife.
Happiness is like a sweet song,
Sadness can feel like something's gone wrong.

But happiness can't exist without sadness,
It's a balance that we all must harness.
For it's in sadness that we grow the most,
And happiness that we cherish and boast.

So hold onto happiness with all your might,
And embrace sadness, it'll make you strong in the fight.
Together they make life a bittersweet art,
And remind us to cherish every beat of our heart.

Am I fat?

Am I fat? The question lingers in the air
A weighty burden that we cannot bear
A constant fear that plagues the mind
As we struggle to leave our doubts behind

But fatness is a label we should refuse
For beauty comes in various hues
We are more than numbers on a scale
Our worth measured by the love we exhale

Our bodies are temples, our homes
Indestructible fortresses where we roam
Respect them, nourish them, and let them be
For they are the only ones that can set you free

So put away your doubts and concerns
Embrace your curves and all that you’ve learned
Your body be a celebration of who you are
A symbol of strength, love, and a bright shining star.

My guardian angel

My guardian angel, my dear friend
With wings as white as snow
In times of need, you always attend
And guide me where to go

Your gentle touch, your loving voice
Bring comfort to my soul
You make my heart so deeply rejoice
And make me feel whole

In darkest hours, you're always there
A beacon in the night
Your presence fills me with great care
And fills me with delight

My guardian angel, bless thy name
For keeping me from harm
Your love and grace, I shall proclaim
And keep you in my arms

With you by my side, I fear no foe
My heart sings with delight
My soul is filled with your sweet glow
And bathed in perfect light.

S***king

Amidst the fiery passion of love,
There lies a darker side,
A side not often talked about,
A side some may try to hide.

It's something we dare not speak aloud,
But nestled in our hearts,
Buried deep beneath our fears,
It lies, awaiting to impart.

The sting of leather on bare skin,
A symphony of pain and pleasure,
A dance between the dominant and the submissive,
A bond beyond all measure.

S***k, they call it,
An act of submission,
A plea for discipline,
A form of erotic expression.

But beyond the physical act,
It's a connection between two souls,
A trust that runs deep,
A passion that binds and enfolds.

So let go of your inhibitions,
And take a walk on the wild side,
For the world of s***k awaits you,
With open arms and a twisted kind of pride