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Yet the time is not right Consider the fight Between justice and might Don’t live in fear or fright
Be bold in your step Think twice, take the bet Stop think, don’t fret Use your mind and forget
Hesitate before you act Sit back before you react Be decisive with facts Evaluate the truth if it lacks
It will all pay off You will get where you want to be You will accomplish all those dreams
But not yet ,
There’s so many more walls you need to break More to experience More challenges to fight through
Just continue what you’re doing Fight through everything And eventually, You will become the best you You were made to be
The sun has set, and yet it glows,
A warmth that lingers, softly flows.
The stars appear, a quiet choir,
Yet still, the sky holds daylight’s fire. The river winds through rock and hill,
Its restless course unbroken still.
Yet in its depths, a silence dwells,
A story whispered, yet it tells. The heart is tired, the road is long,
Yet it beats on, steady, strong.
Through every tear, through every sigh,
Yet hopes arise; they never die. The seed lies buried, dark, unseen,
Yet dreams of fields, of endless green.
In frozen ground, in shadows set,
The world begins anew—and yet. So here we stand, on edges thin,
The past behind, the now within.
Yet every breath, a step unknown,
Yet every step, a path we've grown.
He hasn’t left me yet, But in time he will. He’ll get tired of my insecurities, my flaws, my constant mistakes and it will be all my fault. It’s always all my fault. I’m too sensitive, I’m crazy, I overthink and I’m the neglectful one. My head aches. The voices screaming at me all the different possibilities that this is not going to work that I’m the one getting hurt that I’m the one being lied to and manipulated. But then he opens his mouth and speaks his words and just makes perfect sense. Then I think I am too sensitive, I am crazy, I do overthink. And worst of all, I am the neglectful one. Despite the wrongs I know he’s at fault for I shoulder a lot of the blame because I’m not perfect. My trauma shows, and it eats me up, chewing me slowly until it swallows and digests and I’m nothing but acid, hurting myself. I don’t learn. Because I let the cycle repeat. I might let it continue this way until I am nothing but a empty shell. Sometimes I think it might be better that way. So he hasn’t left me. And I’m grateful for it. He hasn’t left me. Not yet.
They May Not Know Now, But it’s Going to Happen
I’m just a wishing well They hope i’m okay But at the end of the day I’m under a spell
“You’re in my thoughts Prayers too” Give me a shot One I haven’t blew
I fucked this all up Self sabotage Please camouflage All my scars
Life might seem hard from day to day And yet… The sun still rises every morn Hope awakens when a child is born Friends tell us we are not forlorn Locks come back when our hair is shorn Stars and moon shine every night Fear and dread vanish from sight When we pray to God about our plight Even if all is not set right.
There are times when we are lost and alone And yet… When we look we see a friend Who tells us this is not the end Though the road might turn and wend We need not break we need not bend Follow me, I am the Way That is what I heard Him say Though you might have lost your way Turn to Me each and every day.
Yes, Life is full of ups and downs When every day is full of frowns When things don’t ever go our way Not just usually, every day We do not know where we should turn We think salvation we can earn We pout and cry and weep and mope We cry aloud, “There is no hope!” And yet… And yet…
_ __Your lies drew me in. _ Your lies covered up your sins. Your lies hid your many addictions. _Your charm hid all your harm. _
You appeared so innocent & sweet, to everyone you first meet. _They’re still so naive, they __just don’t know you yet. Give them ___ Time & they’ll see ,the monster that I see. __ Behind closed doors you were; So Much More-Anger & Rage. _So Much More-Gaslighting & Mind Games. _ So Much More-Abuse-of every kind. Yet, Lies-eventually exposed your cheating in our marriage.
Lies -also exposed an even sicker side of you, than I already Knew . That’s why I despise dishonesty, even white lies, And anything that is deceptive.
My heart beats heavily, Rapidly, Within the cage of my chest. Rasping, My breath holds me.
I feel as though I could combust, Into a million little stars.
I am standing still on the ledge, Of the universe, I am begging and pleading, I see everything ahead of me, So clearly now.
The outlines are crisp, Filling in the blank spots that once were. My body is tense-- it aches for the release, Into the unknown.
I see the spaces that I wish to occupy, I see the outcomes I want to make happen. Like a working dog being held back from the lure. Eyes wide, mouth-frothing, muscles taught.
I am so close, I can feel this future tense, I can tangibly sense the waves of change shifting through me. And yet...
I am not... not yet.
It’s nice weather outside.
And yes, maybe I’m drowning. Maybe I’m screaming out to the world, My cries silent on my lips. Maybe I’m falling down, down, down, Further than I’ve ever been.
And yes, maybe I am dying. Maybe that broken piece I’ve always put duct tape on is finally starting to shatter. Maybe my whole world is falling apart. Maybe I don’t even know what it is to be okay.
And yes, maybe I’m terrified for my own future, Afraid it ends up broken and alone.
But today? Right now?
It’s nice weather outside.
No matter how far time goes to stretch beyond our existence in this life And begins to pour onto an endless beginning into the next, this has gone on for all eternity’s either of us has graced the others to play on
Yet we still choose to typhoon and twist with another tossing and touching into every single one-
And we have yet another chance to make yet another one part of our endless endeavor
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Write an Epic following the life of any of your favourite characters.
An Epic poem typically tells a long, narrative story and often centers around heroic deeds and legendary adventures. It tends to focus on the actions of the character rather than their traits or emotions.