Dear beautiful woman,

I am so proud of you. Why am I proud?

Because our body has overcome trauma, violence, greed, lust and jealousy.

You have overcome anger, rage and resentment.

You have learnt to forgive those who have hurt you and still walked away strong.

You have overcome illnesses, sickness and suffering.

You have conquered your inner demons and not given in.

You have asked for help, even when some of that help wasn’t really in your best interest but to those deceiving you.

You have learnt to use your voice even when you were told so many times that you don’t matter.

You have been fed so many lies yet you decide to turn them into lessons and not dwell on those that tried to hurt you.

You have loved, sometimes without limitations and fiercely protected those who you thought needed it.

You have lost so many that you held you held near and dear, whether through death or heartbreak. Yet you choose to take the good times with you and leave behind the bad.

You have hurt, mistreated and betrayed your body but you choose to love your scars and your imperfections.

You have been vulnerable and lost, yet you choose to take it in your stride.

You have used your instincts and gotten yourself out of some pretty sticky situations.

Your beauty isn’t just on the outside, oh no dear, it is on the inside too. It’s not about your appearance, it’s about the scars that you got through your battles. It is believing you can overcome anything that you put your mind to.

That is why I am proud of you, you took all those hard lessons that left a bitter taste in your mouth and turned them into something beautiful.

You are truly beautiful and deserve every bit of happiness that is coming your way.

Love always, me.

hey,

I know you feel like you don’t need to hear this right now but, you’ll find it

your love your spark your moment

don’t try to rush through life scared of the next moment the future isn’t knocking down your door yet

you have time

to become everything you need to be and more

just take a deep breath in and out

you’ve got this

Live for the good moments not the bad Live for the warmth of your dog that you feel as you fall asleep Live for when the summer heat turns into the autumn breeze

Live for this life Stay for the moments when you feel that maybe this isn’t so bad Stay for when your cat walks across the room to rub against your hand

Stay for these little Insignificant Meaningless Moments

Beecause when you look back They aren’t so meaningless Or small But the reason why you want to live in the first place The reason why you decide to stay

Duvet days under the sheets We looked up at the stars Promised each other the world Not knowing there was mars God of war looking over Linen covers and pillowcase smiles Thought warmth was sunshine Turned out to be fires

Said set me free with your love Should of been set me from such You claim you aren’t a narcissist Yet can’t prove as much Your empty and cold I’m left dying on the floor Yet you take a look at my tears And then walk out the door

Sunshine kisses Hands bound tightly Promises made Almost nightly You gave me the world Flaming and burning We said forever But now tables are turning

Tossing and turning Was the nightmares That promised world Forgotten in cold stares And arguments and words Thrown like piercing knifes Thought we’d take our hearts Ended taking our lives

You fucking said We’re meant to be Well darling take it back You can’t control me I’m not some teddy bear To cuddle in dark night Yet when daylight comes Know you’ll take flight

Sunshine kisses Hands bound tightly Promises made Almost nightly You gave me the world Flaming and burning We said forever But now tables are turning

So much as I love you It’s time to let you go Those duvet days Left you to crow Those sunshine kisses Just gave you power But know it’s time To leave this tower

Burning kisses Hands cuffed tightly threats made Daily and nightly You gave me a world Meant for my burning You forced forever Finally that tables turning

Oh, Oh my dearest one How you shine bright Brighter than the pulsing sun

And when you speak You words are a tumble of grace Pulled forth with silk And ribbons of gold and lace

Your lips! So plush and full They could grant me sleep With the presses of such lips, a lull

Your eyes though Your eyes Blazing balls of orange heat Sometimes

They pain me Make me Curse me Leave me be!

They stare at me with such Curiosity Such, such Ferocity

They stab me Making my heart numb And full Oh how dumb!

How dumb am I To have fallen for a demon To have such desires This overwhelming passion!

And could I speak? For a moment please While you eat my heart whole With no cease

My blood dribbles down your chin Your neck You stare at me with those blazing eye Until I’m nothing but a speck

A speck on your shine So big, so very bright Your plump lips hold my heart so delicately Your hands whisking me through the night

And your touch Your voice So sweet, so soft Coaxing me to sleep like a small boy

And as you eat my flesh And my bones I cannot seem to stop my hunger My body aching, I groan,

“Your eyes, Your beautiful eyes So deep, so orange I need them, they are my prize.”

You smile Teeth stained with my blood You grant me a kiss, I shut my eyes in bliss My body in the mud

“And your body, My dear,” You whisper, “So tender, so full I’ll have you for lunch and dinner.”

Yes! My body goes limp, My wounds bleeding like a water fall “Eat me, eat me whole! I am your imp.”

And then you take me away To be done with, not ashamed Ah, the pain you gave me The pleasure you gave me as you said my name!

Oh, forever I shall be tainted My soul wandering Aching But your beautiful face Your body Your eyes Was all that it took to sedate me

I'm a lie I am my picture, I don't really fit the way I’m today, but if you let me I would want to share my day

I'm painting with the brightest colors Better versing of myself Not from hate, or mind's reflecting I just want to look the same

Chestnut hair – it still amazes People, they say it should be short-cut, Ginger strands that left from painting Never washed away – that's price

Amber eyes, or maybe brown Sparkling when i see sunshine I would rather stay in shadow Count the reasons and the "why"

I have flowers tucked in long braids They will wilt away, won't stay, And i would go out play in rainstorm Even if it's freezing day

Changing state Of my mind, and leading it far away To place where it felt the unseen break

I belief there should not be a barrier in everyday play Don't care for the color, attractions or clothes you display In this world, we're all humans, so can we be understanding? Please, just a little bit nicer and least expecting

I'm trying to learn something new or read the scripts And at the the verge of my evening Repeating the signs to know the silent speech

I don't know if i am perfect In my own opinion, sure Curls or freckles would be, I think, a little better But, i guess, it's better to just live through

Once before i gave up reasons Twice in fact, i rather not Speak about all my problems And just tell that I forgot

I am different. Yes, i know that I'm quite sure despite defense World should not be so confusing It is only in my head

Strange hand gestures, senseless panic When i hear a loud noise Or shut down when i am feeling Way too huge emotion coils

I can't talk, become non-verbal If you pressure me to speak, If point out strange thing i'm doing I won't lie that i can freak

I'm not sure in my attractions, Or if i even have them, still I don't know if i need someone Who will be with me all week

Not to change the status "single" But still have someone to trust Live together – just on weekends Never ask or bring it up

See someone who's making breakfast And instead of morning kiss They would play on known song list Ask to dance, or maybe sing

I don't want hold hands or hold you, I would rather sit and talk Maybe lean on someone's shoulder Or persuade me for a walk

Laugh about my dreams or nightmares "Do i talk when i'm asleep?" With a smile, and cup of coffee Say "You do, but it's quite sweet"

I won't see them every morning, But they have spare pair of keys Watching movies till the evening Staying home at Christmas Eve

Don't make plans for foreseen future Live in moment, save the speech Of how much is changing, really Change the rhythm at your reach

I'm not the way i thought i rather was I don't feel very welcomed; very crafty It's not about it's form or "normal" chords I'm trapped in living, breathing human body

With doctors always saying "nothing's wrong" But i just couldn't practice my self-healing My lungs have trouble breathing sinful air And my heart’s beating sending waved of strain Wondering 'till what day it will remain

There is not God or Devil waiting for me I am a being of the stars and universe I wouldn't pressure someone to believe me As i don't have my trust in this strange verse

And after leaving, i won't be a ghost I feel so firmly memories that couldn't happen When I am screaming, but cannot find earth When air no longer entered in my lungs

I know it's true I don't believe, but cannot stop this feeling I only know how it will end for me, not when And when it will, i won't be caught off guard

I'm not afraid to leave I know how it will end, i know the path And i am ready, for either way of meaning And I still have foreignly troubled breathing

[ It's not exactly a love poem about myself, as you may notice. More so when I read the prompt… I just started writing everything. Everything, really. It just felt like a need to let it all out of myself. There is no "love", because my feelings for myself are far more complex than that; i'm just existing in this body, really. And trying to live my life the best way i can while i can. Something here just doesn't rhyme or makes no sense at all. But that's kind of the point. It's just how i feel ]

here’s some things to know about me:

people think i’m self obsessed, i only care when it benefits me best

but that’s not true—i care for you! they just judged before they knew

i love words—writing and books! i just don’t have marvelous looks…

i’m 100% straight, you see sorry—only men for me!

pictures of my very best friend are all over my bedroom

my favorite colors are purple and gold because they signify royalty

i wish i was a princess but not the disney kind the hidden, lost for centuries immortal badass kind.

my drawers are all full, so don’t open them up i’ve also got way too many stanley cups

i’m obsessed with murder mysteries as long as they’re not too scary because then i’ll lay in bed at night fearing something hairy!

i wear crop tops and jean shorts and outdated scrunches

i don leggings and zip ups and oversized sweatshirts

i have two pairs of crocs but i broke them both

i prefer sneakers to flip flops even when they get soaked!

if it’s beaches vs. mountains i’d pick mountains every time

i’m in love with too many fictional men and only a few in real life

i wish you could write a book about the romance that i’ll have but currently it’s nonexistent

i’m trying to write a book so far i’ve failed and failed

i’ve been to disney world twice and universal studios

and new york—like 500 times! yeah it’s not worth the trouble…

if you mess with my bestie, prepare to go through me

i want to go to a&m just like my daddy!

i want a wonderful wedding with the love of my life

i want three baby girls and a big house and an income to match

i want a happy future i want a happy family

i like to draw but i kind of suck and with painting, i’ll never try my luck

i’m a hoarder—the secrets out! i love popsicles and ice cream even all year round!

i’ve got a library in my room the whole thing smells of my perfume …an ariana scent

i’ve got way too many pens and my mood always depends

but, hey, if you swing on by the comments let me know some things about you!

Where did you come from To this land of woe How did you get here So far from there Who holds your heart Out from reach I do, it’s mine and mine alone

My love is not your possession It is my devotion to the higher you.

l