Selfexpression Stories

These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

These are poems, I created in my head. They are on real events. Not always about serious things, some have peaceful yet beautiful things. Trigger warnings include: Mention of depression mention of suicide mention of bullying mention of ableism mention of abuse (sexual, verbal, emotional, financial, etc) and trauma if you're uncomfortable with any of these, please read something else for the sake of your mental health and safety. If you can, seek professional help. If you relate or resonate with these experiences let me know. Because I want to say that...you're not alone. Thanks for reading. Feel free to comment and vote, no pressure. Please don't steal my poems and certainly don't put them through AI. These poems are created by me. PUBLISHED DATE: 11th March 2026 COMPLETED:

Welcome to the corner of my mind I don't usually show. I write to breathe, to sort the noise in my head, to spill out the things I never say out loud. coming from late nights, heavy thoughts, the kind of feelings that don't leave quietly. you'll find poetry pulled straight from my journal - unfiltered, emotional, sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. pieces may feel heavy or uncomfortable, because they were born from real moments, real pain, real healing. if you read along, just know this: everything here is honest. not polished, not perfect - just me trying to understand myself, one piece at a time

This is a collection of poems about love, pain, and the things we learn too early. From falling for the wrong people to growing up in a place that doesn't feel like home, each poem holds a piece of truth. If you've ever felt unseen, unloved, or wondered what freedom really feels like-this is for you.

Not every story is loud.Some are whispered through verses. From the chaos of youth to the silence of self-doubt, from fleeting school memories to timeless tales rooted in folklore-these poems are fragments of a heart that feels deeply and endlessly. No single theme. No single path.Just emotions, thoughts, and stories-captured in words. "A Cherished Story My Heart Has Told" is a journey through the ordinary and the profound, where every poem holds a piece of something real. Perhaps, somewhere between these lines...you will find a part of yourself.

The journey between what we see and what we feel ...!

This is not just my story - maybe it's yours too.

A collection of free verse poems I've written. 'For every second, words can be said; For every minute, thoughts can carry out actions or emotions; So, do I breathe with each line i make.' -MikayMPB- _______________________________ Disclaimer: Any similarity with other works of poetry is plainly coincidental. This is my original work dating back from 2000 until the present. No one is allowed to produce or publicize this work EXCEPT the OWNER. 😊 ---Credits to all the owners of some photos from Google that I have used in each poem.

A collection of poems written in silence but born from storms. This is the diary of a girl who feels deeply, breaks quietly, heals slowly, and rises gently,one emotion at a time.

These poems are a journey through the maze of my emotions

I hide behind these words and smile behind these tears. This is two truths and a lie. Inspired by my lonely thoughts after dark, each piece is delicate and mixed with fear and fascination. This is my truth. (The cover and pictures do not belong to me, it was taken from Pinterest.) © All Rights Reserved.

In this book, I will go over the process of becoming my true self accepting reality, and my thoughts on how you can do it yourself. If you are someone trying to figure who they are I hope this can help along the way. If you are someone trying to figure who they are I hope this can help along the way. Also, I am not the best with commas and stuff. I'm great with English but that is one of the few things I never learned. Ironic isn't it?

my personal dump of my present and past life dark secrets

Flower is a collection of introspective poems, a journey through the delicate petals of emotions. Each verse unfurls the beauty and pain of existence, like a fragile bloom in solitude.

This poetry collection covers a wide range of themes and moods. There's no fixed theme. I write whatever I feel - whether it's about people, life situations, dark thoughts, or even things that are hard to explain. If you're into raw, emotional, and relatable poetry - this is for you. Some poems are in my country language too ( so please use chat gpt if you want to know meaning behind it )

I am sammy is no masterpiece or story, it's an attempt for a tired, upset person to deal with themselves. It is not fiction. I think it was interesting, why don't you give it a go?

this is really just gonna be me ranting about how awful society can be towards self expression & confidence. and i hope this will make those who are too idiotic to be ok with self expression, finally accept it☁

Behind every "I'm okay" is a truth left unspoken. This Is Me is a deeply personal poem about silent battles, hidden pain, and the exhausting weight of being misunderstood. It tells the story of someone who learned to smile through the hurt, to stay strong when no one noticed they were breaking. This piece is for those who feel unseen, unheard, and tired of explaining their hearts. Maybe, in these words, you'll finally feel understood.

Some smiles are not what they seem. Behind quiet strength and gentle laughter lies a story untold-a heart weighed down by unspoken pain, misunderstood truths, and the longing to be seen for who she truly is. "Behind the Quiet Smile" is a raw and emotional piece about hiding, breaking, and the fragile hope of healing. It speaks for those who have been judged, overlooked, and silenced... yet still choose to keep going. Not everything broken is lost-some souls are simply learning how to be whole again.

New year. New day. Same life. Different way. Sometimes people only see the beauty in beautiful things. Others see the rawness beneath. Sometimes people only see the dangers in unfamiliar things. Others see the light at the end of the tunnel. It may not be 'the' truth, but it's mine all the same.