Relatable Poetry

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My whole life has been a battle most people could never imagine. I’ve lived through mental illness, I’ve lived through things too ugly to even post online, and I’ve been left at rock bottom more times than I can count.

But the difference is this: I didn’t stay there. I fought my way out. I built myself back up. And now, my dreams are finally becoming real.

To the ones who tried to destroy me, who laughed when I was broken, who thought I’d never rise again congratulations. You failed. You lit a fire in me that refuses to burn out. Every cruel thing you did only made me hungrier for success.

So thank you for showing me how strong I could be. You’ll have to watch from the sidelines while I keep becoming everything you swore I never would.

Original Poem: Let me

Let me be your protector
Let me be your guide
Let me be the pace to your stride.
Let me be your smile
Let me be your grace
Let me be the one to take you away from that dark place.

I want to be your peace
I want to make you feel at ease
I want to be the one to make your heart beat.
I want this to be forever,
I want this to last
I want to be the one to help you take off your mask.

Mask
Take off your mask, you don’t have to pretend.
Remember I will always love you till the very end.
Best friend
Your lover
Everything will be ok as long as we are together.

Original poem: Hey it’s me your mommy

Hello beautiful it’s me I’m your mommy and you are here.
My heart is pumping so fast I can’t even speak as I have tears coming down my face.
It’s a girl,
I love you Josie, I’ve been waiting all too long.

Hey it’s me your mommy,
You are now over due miss lady.
But it’s ok, you just want to make them finishing touches so we have no choice but to wait.
You have no idea how much love is out here for you.
I love you

Hey it’s me your mommy again how are you?
We are all excited to meet you and I’m convinced your brother is even more excited than all of us.
I wonder what’s going to be your favorite food,
I wonder what you are going to look like,
I wonder if you’re going to grow to have an attitude like your aunties,
I even wonder what you’re going to sound like.
Everyday just gets longer and longer as it gets closer to meeting you.
I love you

Hey it’s me your mommy and I can feel every move you make.
I throw up a lot, my feet are swollen and I can’t seem to sleep.
I had to stop working early but that’s ok,
I’m pretty sure you just need all of my energy because you’re going to be the most beautiful little girl there is.
I love you

Hey it’s me I guess I’m your mommy,
I’m really scared and happy all at the Same time.
I’ve always wanted another baby and was told I wasn’t able to have one.
On top of that I found out you’re a little girl and that makes me so nervous.
Your brother is eight, he doesn’t know yet but I know he’s going to be so excited.
I love you

Hey it’s me
I’m nervous to tell anyone in fear of miscarriage…
This will just be between you, me and your daddy because I honestly don’t know how to feel right now.
Am I ready mentally?
Am I prepared this time?
I have a lot of questions….
Anyways….
I love you

Original Poem: No Title

I am like a poem without a title.
You can’t put me under one category, you cannot give me a specific name.
I’m multi verse, I’m scattered but in a weird organized form.

I’m like a poem without a body
All over the place but still has some kind of focus.
A bunch of similes that might make sense to one but not the other.
So much foreshadowing people might seem to get lost in the process.

I’m like a poem without a straight up conclusion.
Changing directions, living with the flow.
Falling with the soft rain on a sunny day.
Never a true ending to my story just a repeating pattern, kind of like the hydrologic cycle

No title, no body, no end.

What does one do with that kind of poem?
Do they restart it?
Does one throw it away?
Or do we keep adding little sequences into the poem to somehow make it fit.
Or…..
Do we let it stay the way it is?
Beautiful, not so put together.
In other words….
I’m like a poem without a title.

Original form: Be kind

When someone talks bad about you I know its hard but be kind.
When someone uses you I know it can ferreting but be kind.
When someone yells at you at the top of their lungs and you just want fo fight, breathe keep composure and be just kind

Love yourself Being kind is good for your soul
Being kind taught me how let go.
Love, spread peace And don’t forget just because you ignore the negatives does not mean you are weak.

Strong and emotional it’s ok to express yourself,
But the trick is to stay compelled to your stealth and not worry about what other think, they don’t contribute to your wealth.

When you know your life has changed but others don’t accept, that’s up to you to decide if they are worth the headache. Are they worth your time? Energy? Sometimes being genuine isn’t worth it to someone who is always angry.

Being kind is a way a life, it much harder than the negative. Being kind is true strength, true beauty. Being kind is liberty.

Remember you are beautiful, remember that life is just fine. Remember not everyone is not worth your time, your mind. Just sit back unwind and remember that life will always work out but you need to be kind.

Original Poem: Peace “personal”

I’m sitting here thinking about life and how I’ve gotten this far, I’m thinking about how I’m so close to touching the stars.
I can see the Brightness, I can feel the heat almost like it’s so far but so close to me.

No matter where I go,
No matter who I see everything in front of me is an opportunity.
Me? Yeah Me I really got here
I destroyed every doubt that was made with fear.

I’m sitting here thinking about life with a smile on my face.
Happy in my thoughts about everyone I replaced.
I’m happy in my own skin, I can go on a walk and feel like me again.
No more hurricanes
The inequity is no more
Just love, peace, me and family.

New to you old to me I took a break on posting but I have a few poems to share. This poem is my first “aggressive poem”

original poem “When you had nothing” (non personal)

I loved you when you had nothing,
I loved you when you was at your mamas house,
I loved you even tho you had an ego, now you wanna act like we have nothing to talk about.

The love that I have it is timeless,
The love that I have it is priceless
Now you got a job,
Now you got a crib and you wanna break my heart into pieces.

You wanna act like what we have is fake
You wanna leave like this was a mistake.
Man get the hell out of my face with that weak ass s**t, I should really slap you in your face.

I’m sitting here like really?
The last couple years wasn’t real?
Im sitting here wondering how the hell all this s**t went over your head like it’s not a big fu***ng deal.

All these emotions I have is sadness,
All these thoughts in my head are deathless,
I can’t believe Im letting a person make me feel so worthless.

I loved you when you had nothing
I loved you when you was at your mamas house,
I loved you when you had an ego now you wanna act like we have nothing to talk about.

The love that I have it is timeless,
The love that I have it is priceless
Now you got a job,
Now you got a crib and you wanna break my heart into pieces.

Let me tell you something
I’m the big fu***ng deal,
Everything about me is facts and I can’t help you accept what’s real.

Timeless, priceless
I’m the one they talk about,
Good or bad my name is still running in their mouth.
Keep that fake ass s**t to yourself
I got other s**t to worry about,
And don’t you ever come crawling back,
Because this time You will be left out.

Original Poem: Superwoman 

A mother A daughter and a friend
I have a lot of love when it comes to them, but they don’t even know how my days start and end.

I’m so tired all I wanna do is sleep.
Working every day, I got somewhere I need to be.
These bags under my eyes is making it hard to see
Living my life to the full capacity.
Super women, yeah thats what they call me.

Light bills, rent, cars and phones I’m doing this alone plus creating a food truck that I can potentially call my own. Working both jobs from day to dawn the grind will never stop until I’ve reached my goal, no time for flaws.

“Supper woman hey super Super woman, Can you come help?”
“Super woman hey super women, I need to talk to you, it’s about my health.”

All these people on my tail, but every time I look for someone to love me…. I completely fail.

I am super woman that’s my name, and I keep people alive every single day. I’m just hoping someday someone will be apart of that change.

Original poem: I Remember

I remember when we used to climb on the hay and you would yell at us afraid we would get hurt. “Which we did a few times”.

I remember the for-wheeler rides, the laughs, I remember The barn parties at your place.
The home you built from the bottom up, remember?

I remember when me and Amber used to have our own camp site on the farm and you would make the fire for us, I remember watching westerns with my sisters.

I remember you teaching us how to bail hay with Cindy.
I remember feeding the horses, I remember watering them, I remember you. And that means a lot because I don’t remember much about my life.

As I got older I realized I gained a lot of your qualities. Funny, hardworking, a hands on kinda girl. I remember.

I remember how you used to tell Amber and I how much you loved us, and when we gave you kisses you use so laugh and say eewwweew.

I remember

I remember ThanksGiving, I remember Christmas I remember you hiding eggs on Easter. I remember how much you made me happy like a father figure to me to be honest.

I regret losing myself and losing contact, I wish I would of gotten better sooner because now I feel like I could of done better. I remember

Fay I love you, we all do your the kind of man who would drop the world for someone you love, you are so sweet, so special and I’m glad you are not hurting anymore.

Please tell my grandma I say hello

I remember

Original poem: He said (not personal)

He said he wanna love me,
He said he wanna ride for me
He said he wanna be there for me I just need to love him right respectfully.

I do that, I don’t waste no time I got my mental straight I went the extra mile.
I got my body right,
I got my life right,
I became the “perfect girl” but I’m still not “good enough.”

So many people want to love me
I just don’t want it, I want to be laid up with him but I guess I don’t “deserve it.”

He said he wanna love me
He wanna ride but when it’s time to fly he passes by.
So much emotion that he don’t want to show,
But when is it gonna be time for me to let go.
I don’t know I just want to enjoy the moment and go with the flow.

He’s so beautiful
He is so kind
These Mixed emotions are driving me wild.
Is he worth it?
Is he for me?
Who knows but I know he can see, he and I are the perfect match we hold each other’s key.

Speak to me
Tell me how you feel,
I can see it all over your face baby and fear is what crawls all over your bones.
I just want you to know you are are safe this time.
I need you to know in my arms you are fine.
I can feel you…
Confusion and Frustration that you can’t deny
This is live and only the strongest will survive

Speak Up for You (not personal)

Sitting in the corner I have so many ideas, so many plans I just honestly don’t when or where to start.
I’m still a kid and everyone is giving me directions, I appreciate it but I want to do this on my own.

You see I’ve been through a lot, I’m not going to say what in general but I’ve been through enough to know what bad decisions look like, Ive also learned what good decisions feel like.

I want everyone to understand I now want to do this alone, this is me speaking up. I want people to understand I will always call if I need the help, mostly because the ones that were supposed to be here never came to me at my weakest point so just let it be.

Every time I try to talk about how I feel no one listens, no one wants to sit here and just HEAR ME.

Their all way to concerned about money and what’s going on with them, their time.

Blood doesn’t mean we are close it doesn’t mean we are A1’s, man I’m speaking up I’m sick of everyone acting like nothing happened, like I’m dumb.

Just leave me alone, Im going to take my time with my life. I’m going to take time forgiving, I’m going to take time grieving. Im taking my life back and I’m going full throttle.

I’m speaking up in the most respectful way.

I’m speaking up.