Category: Solitude
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Holding On to Hope Spoken Word/Poem
There’s a weight on my chest,Heavy as the night,Every step feels like a battle,Every breath a fight. Pain has become a companion,One that never leaves,It follows me through the days,And haunts me in my dreams. I’ve seen the darkness,Felt it wrap around my soul,Whispering that this is it,That I’ll never be whole. But deep down,…
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Love Myself spoken word.
I used to chase love in all the wrong places,Hoping someone would see the worth I couldn’t find,I gave pieces of myself to those who didn’t care,Thinking their approval would somehow make me whole. But all it left me with was emptiness,A hollow echo where my heart should be,I looked in the mirror and saw…
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Learning to Love Me spoken word.
I used to search for love in every corner,In every face, in every word,Hoping someone would see me,And finally, I’d be heard. But the more I searched,The more I felt alone,Trying to find my worthIn places I’d never known. I thought love was somethingI had to earn,A prize for the perfect,A lesson I had to…
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The Voice Inside Spoken word.
I used to wake up every morning,With a weight on my chest,Feeling like the world was too big,And I was too small to exist. You see, there’s this voice inside my head,It told me lies every day,“You’re not enough,” it whispered,“Why even try? Just stay away.” I’d stand in front of the mirror,But couldn’t meet…
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Title: Rising Above
I used to hide in shadows,Afraid to be seen,Feeling small in a worldWhere everyone seemed so big. Every mirror whispered lies,“You’re not enough,” it said,And I believed each word,Letting them sink deep in my head. I shrank from every challenge,Thinking I would fail,Watched others chase their dreams,While mine grew frail and pale. But one day,…
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Silent Truth.
Every morning, I rise with the sun,Hoping today’s the day I’ve finally won,Over the shadows that whisper my name,Over the guilt, the regret, the blame. They tell you, “Forgive, and you’ll find peace,”But no one speaks of the battles that ceaseTo rage within, where scars still weep,Where the nights are long, and I barely sleep.…
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The Mirror of Forgiveness
Each morning, I rise with a fragile hope,That today will be the day I finally cope.I look in the mirror and search for peace,But the chains of guilt refuse to release. They say forgive, and you’ll be free,But they never spoke of forgiving me.Of the scars I’ve buried deep inside,Of the pain I feel, and…
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MY NEW VERSION.
A dream which I had longed was never being alone, I had no one to call my own, Smile to me was rare than frown, A queen bearing pain and rejection as a crown, The laughing stalk, so was given a nickname” clown.” All these happened immediately I got a smart phone. I was trying…
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POWER OF WORDS.
In times of sadness, when we feel so low, I share with you a spoken word to help us grow. When grief overwhelms, weighing on our chest, Let these words provide comfort, a gentle rest. Grief, an unwelcome visitor, knocks at our door, A storm that shakes us, hurting to our core. We stumble in…