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When it is dark
          when the night has come 
          when I have nothing to do
          Sometimes, I want to run away and hide 
          
          Instead, I curl up like a featus 
          and I turn my back to the world 
          I try to pretend I don't exist 
          whilst feeling all of my existence at once 
          
          sometimes, I have an urgency to bury myself and cry 
          but I dont know why
          I want to be present with the ones who I love
          but run away because I suddenly feel alone
          it's not them, it's just how I feel
          but I can't tell them because I have no reason why I feel this way
          I don't feel happy 
          but happiness is not the purpose of life 
          peace is the pursuit of life
          but sometimes, in moments like this, peace is lost too
          
          I want to talk to God
          but there is a blockage, a loss of words, and too much in my head
          
          what will I say
          what do I say
          what can I say
          why am I sad
          why do I feel this melancholy
          
          where do I start?
          
          please bring me to you 
          please envelope me in your warmth 
          please take away my sadness 
          please make me okay 
          
          then I listen to his words
          I listen to his promises 
          I listen to the stories of those before me
          I listen to how the greatest overcame pain before me
          and how they didn't know me, but they cared for me 
          I didn't exist, but they talked to God about me
          
          Above all, God cares for me
          He is merciful
          He is loving
          He is security 
          He sends me signs
          He sends me reminders of who He is
          that I dont need to speak for Him to know
          I dont need to write for Him to understand 
          because He made me 
          the Best of Shapers shaped me
          and no one can accept me like He does
          I take that in
          I don't need to feel happiness
          I can feel this sadness 
          nothing is permanent 
          the bad days are part of the happy life He's gave to me
          
          I feel content
          and my heart feels at peace again
          my soul feels seen
          my soul feels heard
          
          this time shall pass
          tomorrow brings a new dawn
          another sunrise
          I can sleep in warmth tonight

With every hardship comes ease

HUGE updates on my poetry books ♡

Some people are harder to get over, and it takes more than just a few words, more than just a few friends trying to help you out of it, more than we can imagine—until we ourselves are put in the same situation. It's hard. It really is. Letting go is an art; it is a practice; it is a goddamn war. And I get it: how you let go solely depends on how hard you loved, on how deeply you believed. A few years ago, I told you it would be okay, told you to move on, to leave the past behind, to run away as far as possible. I get it. But the reality is, it's a lot easier said than done. Some people cut that deep. They dig their roots into the depths of our souls and hearts. It hurts. It really does. Letting go is something we'll never be good at, and how we do it haunts us. It's one of those things we'll look back on and wonder if we did it the right way.
          
          But amidst this turmoil, remember, the art of letting go is also the art of learning. Every heartache, every scar, is a lesson in resilience, a testament to our strength. The pain we feel today becomes the wisdom we hold tomorrow. It teaches us empathy, understanding, and the depth of our own spirit. And in this process of healing, we find ourselves. We find that life is a mosaic of experiences, some painful, some joyous, but each piece is essential in creating the masterpiece that is our journey. 
          
          So, when you feel like you're in the midst of an endless battle, take a moment to breathe. Look around and realize that this, too, is part of your growth. The sun always rises after the darkest night, and flowers bloom in the most unexpected places. Your ability to rise from the ashes of your despair is not just a sign of survival, but of your inherent power to thrive. You are not defined by your losses, but by the courage with which you move forward.
          
          Remember, every ending is a new beginning.
          
          -R.M.Drake

Hi everyone, I hope you are well :)
          
          I've been working on my published poetry books in these past couple days, and I actually have unpublished some because I don't think they were really beneficial. Most of my poetry are my feelings and my experiences. I used to publish them because I desperately wanted to feel acknowledged and validated in the past, and I received an overwhelming amount of love and support from everyone here that I needed so much at the time but I've grown up so much since then that I don't desperately need my lowest moments to feel heard now. It's difficult to explain so please give me a moment to say this properly. 
          
          I like reading poetry because they teach me things about life and relationships and situations, and they put into words things I can't. I imagine maybe thats why people like my poetry too and I feel grateful for that, but I also don't want my words to add to your pain or emphasise it because that may delay your healing and growth process. 
          
          I want every single person who reads my poetry because they understand how it feels to be in that position as me, I want everyone to be positive and to never give up. For that reason, I'll be removing the poetry that I feel has low energy because I don't want to make your sadness deeper. I will keep my low moments and poetry I may have wrote during negative emotions because we are all human and we all have weak moments so I want you to be able to relate to that but especially my poetry that makes me feel insignificant and as if life is not worth living, they seem like they would be better off not public because I don't want anyone to feel like that. 
          
          I want my words to make you feel understood and for you to feel validated that your feelings are real and then finally, be able to uplift and inspire you hopefully to never give up. 
          
          I guess that's what I was trying to say. Please leave me a comment or message about your thoughts. I appreciate it ♡

Don't give anyone or anything the power to break you. You are you, you are amazing and you are loved by the people that know your value. 
          
          You are too significant to feel worthless. 
          
          But don't forget you are also too human to feel superior or above anyone else. 
          
          Ground yourself, be humble + know the value you bring. Keep your standards high and be a great example. 
          
          Have a good day everyone ❤️

Hi I wanted to say thank you, I just finished your crush poem book and I loved it. I've been trying to get in poetry but honestly just got bored. The ones you wrote were wonderful and I really enjoyed them xxx

Hey!! My name is Rev. Your poems are beautiful. I just wanted you to know that. Keep on writing. Enjoy.

six new poems up!! 
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/199150632

Heyy long time no see, how are you all?
          
          So i have a new poetry book i was thinking of putting up called 'After You' which is a sequel to my completed book, 'When There Was Me And You'... but so far i only have 10 poems for it so i don't know whether i should publish it or wait till i have a certain amount... any ideas or suggestions?