Being Lost

Being Lost

  • WpView
    Reads 9
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Oct 30, 2020<5 mins
WpInfo
Poetry
People tend to punish the offenders to teach them a lesson. But how many times do they (offenders) actually realise it ? If they do, what's the aftermath or how do they cope with the guilt ? This poem doesn't intend to justify anyone's wrong deeds.Please do not take it in the wrong way.I do not intend to hurt anybody's feelings. Trigger warning : some people might find this poem too depressing. So please don't proceed if you can't handle reading about suffering. Lastly, thank you choosing my poem to read. Hope you like it. You can comment what you think. P.S. Don't be harsh on yourself.
All Rights Reserved
#294
firstpoem
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Evolution
  • The unreachable mountain
  • sunsets after dark. | poetry collection
  • Motivational Poems
  • NOW YOU SEE," THE REAL ME" UNDER MAJOR EDITING
  • Unwritten Bond
  • It does get better.
  • Poetry's Tale to Tell

There are a lot of things you don't really think about until they happen to you. Take rape, for instance. I always thought, "That won't happen to me. I have a boyfriend. I trust him. He would never take advantage of me like that..." I couldn't have been more wrong. Love in this day and age is often confused for manipulation and abuse. The warning signs are here. The things we say will tell us everything that is wrong. You are worth more than what you think you are. It's not your fault. If they tell you otherwise, get out. Burn the bridge. Always remember someone is waiting for you to walk into their life. Someone needs you. Someone loves you. Getting away from all of the wrong people and finding the right ones could save you. I can promise you right now that it saved me. These are the journal entries and selected poems from my first experience of love that left a unpleasant taste in my mouth- quite literally. I am putting this out for the whole world to see because I hope everyone will learn from my experience. People can see. We have no excuses to continue living our lives in ignorance. ...WARNING... HARMFUL THEMES INCLUDING MENTION OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND RAPE. THIS HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT. RECOVERY AND AWARENESS IS THE PURPOSE OF SHARING. DO NOT READ IF THESE THEMES ARE OFFENSIVE OR HARMFUL TO YOU.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines