self-liberation

Embracing Redemption: A Journey from Self-Harm to Self-Love

Ever since I was a child. I convinced myself that I needed to hurt myself in order to punish myself for anything going wrong in my life. But then… I remembered you.

 

In the depths of my soul’s darkest hue,
Lies a tale of pain and self-undoing, true.
Since childhood’s days, I believed the lie,
That self-inflicted harm would make wrongs right.

A twisted belief took hold within,
That punishment was the path to absolution’s kin.
But in a moment’s grace, you came to mind,
A memory resurfaced, gentle and kind.

You, the beacon of love and light,
The one who showed me a different sight.
In your presence, my heart would soar,
And thoughts of self-harm would haunt no more.

For in your embrace, I found solace rare,
A love that whispered, “You’re worthy, fair.”
The chains of self-punishment began to break,
As your memory helped my soul awake.

No longer bound by the cycle of pain,
I started to heal, to rise, to regain.
You reminded me of the beauty I possess,
And that self-love is the path to progress.

So, as I leave behind the shadows of past,
A new journey begins, one that will last.
With gratitude, I hold your memory dear,
For helping me break free from self-inflicted fear.

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Star’s Incandescent Wisdom

 

In realms of stars, incandescent gleam,
Astrology whispers secrets untold,
A cosmos map, our fates in dream.

The Skies above, a celestial stream,
Their wisdom ancient, stories unfold,
In realms of stars, incandescent gleam.

Seeking meaning, we drift and scheme,
Aligning planets, patterns unfold,
A cosmos map, our fates in dream.

Through doubts and fears, we find esteem,
Embracing flaws, a journey untold,
In realms of stars, incandescent gleam.

Perseverance, our guiding theme,
Accepting self, as we are bold,
A cosmos map, our fates in dream.

Breaking chains, we chase the sunbeam,
Self-liberation, we now behold,
In realms of stars, incandescent gleam,
A cosmos map, our fates in dream. 

Amidst the stardust, fart's silent scream,
A humorous touch to life's unfold,
In realms of stars, Incandescent gleam.
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Living in Isolation: The Heart’s Secrets

Quote: “My toxic trait is I don’t speak up, I notice, I feel, I distant, I stop caring. Is what I wish I was capable of doing again”

My toxic trait, I know it well,
It’s one I’ve held since time can tell,
To keep my thoughts and feelings close,
And keep myself from getting close.

I used to speak up, let it out,
But found it only caused more doubt,
And so I learned to keep it in,
And keep my heart from feeling thin.

I notice things, but hold them back,
To keep myself from going off track,
And if it seems like I don’t care,
It’s only my defense I bear.

I keep myself at arm’s length now,
A safety net I can allow,
To keep my heart from being hurt,
And stay in solitude, inert.

So though it may be toxic, true,
I wish to stay this way anew,
And keep myself from being hurt,
By keeping others from my turf.

For in this way, I feel I’m safe,
And can survive this life, this race,
And though it may not seem like much,
It keeps me from the world’s cold touch.

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Love-Hate Notice

Quote: "You can't cut me out the frame sadly, 
You're gonna notice me either way cause you 
love and hate me at the same time"

You can’t cut me out the frame,
darling,
My personality is too damn charming,
You love and hate me, it’s all the same,
But my unique essence will always
remain.

I’m not a pretty face, you see,
It’s my personality that makes me
unique,
You can’t cut me out the frame, sadly,
Cause my personality is what you
want, badly.

I’m witty, sarcastic, and oh so fun,
A personality like mine, can’t be
undone,
You’ll notice me, that’s a fact,
Cause my personality is the real
impact.

So let’s not focus on my looks, my
friend,
It’s my personality that you can’t
defend,
You love and hate me, that’s okay,
Cause my personality is here to stay

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Libertas Mea (My Freedom)

Poem request by Michelle

Created: April 5, 2023

I’ve been carrying this burden for too long,
Caring too much about what you think,
But now, something’s different,
A switch has been flipped,
I don’t know when it happened,
But I feel it inside me,
A newfound sense of liberation.

“I appear to have misplaced the fucks I give”,
Those words ring true,
I don’t have the energy anymore,
To worry about pleasing you.
My self-worth isn’t dependent on your approval,
I won’t sacrifice my authenticity,
Just to fit your narrow perception.

The weight is lifted,
And I feel free,
Free to be me,
Without the constraints of your expectations.
I won’t let you dim my light,
Or control my thoughts,
My identity is mine to own,
And I won’t let you take it away.

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