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Torment In My Brain. By MwsR

Too many times I have let chaos be my norm
Many dreams turned into nightmares and kept me torn.
Peace was hard to have , to expect, or even see.
Why couldn’t I get some for little ole me?
Moments spent pondering and rehashing old dreams,
Felt like I was coming apart at the seams.
Turning and tossing at night just to rest my weary brain,
Some times that had left me in so much pain.
It’s almost as if I’d let it all point at me like a gun in my own hand,
Aiming for my own heart was almost more than I could stand.
Will it ever end?
The silent miserable attack,
Or will it keep coming for me and pushing me on my back?
Maybe it’s like a curse the one that holds true,
I guess you’re thinking, better me than you.

Porcupine Sam- poem by MwsR

Porcupine Sam had a webcam

He posted himself daily, live

His idea came to be

Because he was so prickly

He couldn’t help that

Noone would come near him

So he used his webcam

To show people Sam

And say what was on his mind

The webcam was great

If he never wanted closeness.

Except Sam did

He always had

But no one could overlook his flaws

So, the best he could get

Was being on his web cam

Although in his heart he wanted more.

MwsR❤️

Moral to this poem….

-Try to accept people as they are. Sometimes the person you see is the one you forced them to be, not their true self. Don’t be their reason to not be themselves.

-Nothing is worse than not being able to be yourself. We all should feel free enough to be our selves.

– Imagine…you, not getting to be who you were created to be.

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Preserve/Poem share

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Thoughts that I can’t explain

Words that in my heart remain

Glimpses of things I do not know

Where on earth do spirits go?

Often time I rest and ponder

Things that no one else must wonder

I often think I might be insane

All the things that clutter my brain

Resolutions ones that I seek

Make my body feel so weak

For trying hard to understand

Why there is something , I must rebuke and reprimand

Faultless are my indecision

Too much so, I feel unjustly imprisoned.

I wonder if I will lose my peace

Trying to remain humble and remain in one piece.

Who knows what tomorrow will pose

For surround by friends and as much so, foes

I shall try to stay within my own self

To preserve what is left.

 

 

 

 

Above All Else/Poem

 

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No one should wake up and say to their self, “You are worthless”

Yet often times there is someone who feels helpless.

Something is broken, not right

Someone tossed and turned all night.

People are fragile when it comes to emotions

They have so much inside it can cause a commotion.

Desperate they search for the easiest way

To hide all their emotions and tuck them away.

Regardless of effort their effort is often not enough

This world can be domineering and rough.

People get beat down, often times their heart starts to bleed

They take scraps instead of what they need

Settle for something instead of what they deserve

Rejected and torn, they use up their reserve

Without much warning they dissolve away

The parts that were created to last and stay

The heart is usually the first

They can’t replace what makes their soul thirst.

This vicious cycle repeats and depletes

One’s basic worth and self needs

Over time we grow accustom to being nothing

Having no heart left for something

It all starts with feeling worthless

Regardless of ones conscious

In spite of all effort given

Don’t stop believing

In yourself

Above all else.

MwsR ❤