Struggling to Smile
- Reads 10
- Votes 0
- Parts 1
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, May 18, 2013
A poem about my struggles. I'm bipolar, bisexual and my dad died before I was born. I met Julianna 3/28/2013 and we do not go out. She taught me to smile.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The tales of love
This is a series of poems about a woman i was once in love with long ago. Everything was sweet like strawberries at first, but deep down she was just using me as a rebound to get over a broken heart she has. We met in a speech class one semester, I couldn't talk to her, I shyly had someone else to talk to her. long story short, I should have got to know her like should, because she judged me for what had and didn't have. i loved her so much that I knew that she was cheating on me and wanted her to stay, but God removed her out of my life. she done so much wrong to me, but love her even of all her flaws. This is part one of the collections of me expressing my love to her.Complete
Notes to self
Essays of traumas which will either help me grow or continue to be my downfall guess I'll never know(I keep the typos in cause I'm not perfect and neither is my story) is Wrote the beginning chapters when I was 16 Mabey 17 I'm 18 now about to be 19
Self-Destruction
Fake a smile, No one knows you're broken. Fake a smile, it's easier than trying to explain why you're sad. Fake a smile, lie and say you're fine, it's easier then trying to explain why you do what you do. Quotes, Stories, Entries and Poems about what it's like to be depressed, alone, suicidal etc...Complete
The Plan (Completed)
all life I didn't know my dad but I'm now determined to make that change now I hope I don't lose my mom in the process. **Sequal to we found love in a hopeless place**Complete
Yours Truly, Mooncalf
This is a personal documentation through poetry. I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it be enough for you. 2022Complete
Surviving You
"And as I hold my crying, broken girl in my arms at the doctors office, I realize the true meaning of unconditional love. There isn't anything that could happen that would make me stop loving her. I'll always love her. My heart will forever be hers" ~ a short story. a collection of journal entries and memories of a boy's love for his sweetheart. ~ A boy meets a girl. He falls hopelessly in love. What happens when his forever with her cuts short? What happens when his sweetheart leaves him? Will he be able to survive her? ~ Ranks: #34 in Rising - September 26th, 2021 #41 in Rising - September 2nd, 2021 #44 in Rising - June 15th, 2021 #48 in Rising - May 27th, 2021 #53 in Rising - May 25th, 2021Complete
Life experiences
I've been through my own struggle, whether it was created in my head by way of prolonged sadness or bitterness/resentment, or if I was struggling with things I had no control over like failed friendships, a broken heart, or family drama. This is my advice to you based off of my life experiences. Along with pieces of life experience advice I've included poetry and spoken word pieces from different perspectives and I try to break down life into beautiful words that people can relate to and see that we all struggle- you're not alone and we are each so valuable.Complete
Poems.
Okay so I was told to do this. 2023 update: I am planning on publishing some of these poems. So if you really like what I'm able to put onto paper then please let me know. Constructive feedback/criticism would be appreciated. Thanks. Enjoy 😂 PS. I will be editing some of the older poems and try to find the dates that they were made.
Stars of Freedom
I have completed "Threads Deep Within", so here is my new poetry, short story etc. book. Thank you <3 8/22/22- 12/14/23Complete
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
i have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my storyComplete
This is a series of poems about a woman i was once in love with long ago. Everything was sweet like strawberries at first, but deep down she was just using me as a rebound to get over a broken heart she has. We met in a speech class one semester, I couldn't talk to her, I shyly had someone else to talk to her. long story short, I should have got to know her like should, because she judged me for what had and didn't have. i loved her so much that I knew that she was cheating on me and wanted her to stay, but God removed her out of my life. she done so much wrong to me, but love her even of all her flaws. This is part one of the collections of me expressing my love to her.
More detailsContent Guidelines