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I wish to live free, Broken of the chains that my own mind traps me in. And sometimes breaking these chains is a daily battle. I wish to f..

Sometimes I think we get confused about our goals in life. Get a degree, get a good job, make a good name for yourself. Society has structured..

To the people that kill themselves to help others.

Who are you, On days like this, when you can't get out of bed? What do you stand for, When you can't stand at all? There's gotta be a reason, ..

This is a bit of a rant about my father.

A lesson those women who insist on fixing men.

A poem in the point of view of someone with bipolar disorder.

And I just wanted to say I’m sorry. Sorry merely for not living up to the potential that I know I could be, Clearly knowing I could be s..

I’m sitting at the kitchen table painting my nails. Mom is in the living room, crying to a Lifetime movie. It’s like 2007 all..

I thought I found some gratitude. A beating wave of hope washing over me from the long dark night lost in the desert. But I was so wrong. ..