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Paper Heart Poetry

ThatUnicornDaniella

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ThatUnicornDaniella

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They don't prepare you for these feelings when you're a kid.
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Pain in the shape of words because human emotion is a powerful source of inspiration.



 Revel in the contradictions.
Swim in the salty depths of grief.
Climb the mountains of sorrow.
Relish the depictions of anxiety.
Soar through the storm clouds of depression.
Get to know a broken soul and learn of it's tales of strife.
These poems are dark,the streams run deep.
Join the escapade of my troubled mind and broken heart,
Trying to deal with pressure in the only way it knows how,
Through writing.

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These poems are all original and all from personal experiences.
I like to refer to it as "Therapy without the awkward face-to-face interaction.

...So Enjoy ..

Cover Credits : @peeta_4_ever
(She is awesome at these)All Rights Reserved

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that's Y I wrote iT. by wherlyn_jr

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The Teenage Mind by makaylakelly6

A collection of poetry For any teenager Who feels alone, And ugly. This is for the ones who just need a rant session. This poetry collection Is for the outcasts, And for the goldens, Because here we are all anonymous. Well, except for me.

Poetry of a broken heart by BlackCatKittweny5

[COMPLETE] Poems of a girl. Poems of a sad girl. Poems of a sad girl who needs to find the will to live a little longer. Even if that implies sharing her thoughts with the world. Even if the world won't listen, she'll keep shouting for help. (Part 2 of "Poetry in an empty room") WARNING: If you are easily triggered by: -SUICIDE -SUICIDAL THOUGHTS -SELF HARM Then I suggest not reading for your own well-being. Started on: 8/4/19 Completed on: 3/20/20

Before I say Goodbye by rosavet

Theme: poems of life ❤️💔❤️‍🩹This book is about feelings which you cant say, cant scream cant give up cant escape...❤️💔❤️‍🩹 Why does it always takes for us to lose something to truly discover its value/ importance in your life? Some are love letters... Others are heartbreaks Some tears, and a silent cry for help. So much hurt and ache. In this world it's like job to survive not to live laugh and love. #yournotalone Ranked #1 in poem Ranked #41 in bookofpoems Ranked #72 in hearttoheart

Let It Consume You by arshaemerson

Give yourself time to feel your emotions But don't let them control you Let it consume you But not forever. There are moments in life when you have to let yourself feel, the pain the trauma, the depression the anxiety. There are also moments you have to force yourself out of the darkness, before it fully consumes you. These poems are the moments, when I stewed in my sadness, gave it the steering wheel. But are also the moments I grabbed the wheel and took control. This book is for those healing Those fighting Those who are speaking up And those who are silent

I Am Everything by dukesdc3

Excerpt: "I am everything: The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches, A baby's smile at daddy's funny face, The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral, A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve. I am a hug: Offered only during times of sadness, Never given often enough. I am a mirror: Reflecting the moods of those in my surroundings Or the inanimate objects that remain once all have gone home. I am a microphone: Echoing the opinions of those around me, Telling the truths of all, but only being accepted by one. I am a shell: Full of the many memories of yesterday, Unable to grasp anything today. I am a skeleton: Stripped away of any feeling, After everyone has taken a piece. I am nothing: Not a firefighter, Thanked for saving the family pet. Not a lover, Dearly missed by her significant other. Not a role model, Written about for a second grader's project. Not a person at all; I am a simple cadaver, sliced up for answers to all of life's questions." ********************************************** An original poetry collection from the last decade of my life.

Poems by BurningFireWithin

"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am too much. I am too much, to be let go." Highest Ranking in Love Poetry: #1 Highest Ranking in Poetry: #52 Number 73 in the 2017 Literary Awards Miscellaneous poems with flower images. Completed 12/21/16 My 1st poetry book.

Feel by NabilaMirca

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Poems of Pain and Solitude by words_harm_and_heal

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

Teens Corner by MansiSawant2

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that's Y I wrote iT.

Drink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong. Mental health matters. Volume. I