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Easy

24 Jul

How easily we tear apart

Those who seek to fill our hearts.

We murder their mind

With endless games

And paint the walls with their pain.

 

Their silent cries

Cause no refrain, only disdain,

As we reel from the ‘high’ of the kill

In our spoilt little brains.

 

How easily

We take them for granted

Build expectations then scream even louder

How easily we forget

That assumptions are the root of regret.

 

Hi there! Just wanted to say a little thank you for sticking with my blog and reading my writing. I appreciate you. ❤

Much Love,
V

Gone

23 Jul

 

Sometimes I feel like things would be better if I was gone.

Just end things and make it easier for everyone.

But I’m too afraid.

Too scared to die and to weak to live,
So what do I do with myself as I continue to exist?

I feel so useless sometimes,
A disappointment to everyone; even my own mind.

I know what I need to do,
I know that I have many things to do better,
I know I have potential;
But sometimes I really wish that I see it clearer.

Maybe if its over they’ll all be happier.
Everyone will be sad for a while but life goes on and they’ll grow older,
Minus a burden that is me. Maybe…maybe I should disappear.

It hurts to think and it hurts to feel
It hurts to hear myself scolding me
I feel so useless, I feel like a wimp,
That’s wasting her life and their money
I dont know whats real.

More. More. More than before.

More than I know.

Dear God, its me.
Unworthy, useless, sad little me.
Help. Please hear my plea.
Help me not give up on me.
Show me how to set myself free.
Of the chains in my mind
Like a strong, grounded tree.
Help me not be a disappointment
Help me make a difference
Help me find my purpose
Help me spread kindness and understanding to others.
Give me the strength to deal with this pain
Stop me from going insane

V

 

 

Whisper

23 Jun

You speak soft words into the wind in of dreams.

I hear the sweet melodies of the peace it brings.

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The breeze enfolds me, Touches me lightly,

Through flowering meadows, I run freely.

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I come alive once more, 

Nothing can break me.

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Whisper, darling.

Whisper it to me.

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I had to sit down and think a little for this one.
What do you think? I would love to know.

Much love,
V.

Focus

17 Jun

Dear reader,

Sorry I’ve been away for so long. I’ve been dealing with life internally and externally. But I’m back and it feels good.

Often times when I feel overwhelmed by life and its many splendid & not so splendid things, I tend to need to remind myself to breathe.

So to those of you out there who are a little like me, this one’s for you.

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Focus.

On your lungs, On the air,

Do not get swallowed by despair.

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Focus.

You got this. You’ll make it through.

Each day is a beginning, so start anew.

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Focus.

Your mind, body and soul,

It is you and no one else in control.

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Focus.

One step, Two steps,

Just keep on walking,

It’s in yourself, that you need to keep trusting.

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Much Love,

O.V

Plagued

6 Feb

I hear the noises,

The grunts, growls,

The mumbles that pierce the thick silence of night.

 

I see her wrapped tightly in her blanket,

Body curved into a fetal position,

Hiding, protecting herself from the nightmares 

that plagued her dreams.

 

There are bouts of silence,

Little moments of rest before once again,

she fights the demons in her head.

Demons that haunt from the past, reminding, recreating.

 

I wish I could gather the darkness and pulverize it.

I wish I could pick up fistfuls of

those damn nightmares and throw them away.

 

I wish I could summon a breeze to

blow them away into the night sky,

Never to be seen again.

 

I wish I could heal her pain,

So she could sleep in peace, her mind sane.

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Thanks for reading,
Much Love,
– V.

Conundrum #2

5 Feb

It’s like the ex you keep returning to,

Knowing it’ll only hurt you,

Yet round and round the cycle goes,

Keeping you dancing on frostbitten toes.

Why you choose to forget,

And believe that people’s attitudes can be reset,

Why you choose to remember the good,

And cause yourself pain wishing you understood,

Only God knows.

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Thanks for reading,
Much Love,
– V.

Names

29 Jan

An illusion.

Is that who I am?

A child who simply plays pretend?

They say we live up to our names.

Gosh, Darn, it’s driving me insane.

 

I am a picture of beauty, my blemishes and scars covered in a flurry.

I am a picture of youth, my wrinkly truth hidden unseen.

I am a melting pot of talent,

My insecurity covered thickly in words apparent.

 

Illusion. I am me.

I am not what you see,

I am not one, but free.

 

I am bound by fear,

I am freed by truth,

If only I see inside,

If only I seize my youth.

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Thanks for reading,
Much Love,
– V