The end is not here. Live! You have a purpose. God lives, and he loves you. Keep fighting. The light at the end of your tunnel is coming. It is here.
This was quite personal and filled with imagery. I was touched by it. A very well thought-out piece.
This poem is so close to home. I lost my grandad to cancer, and he was my best friend. It's been almost 2 years and I'm still struggling to grieve. My mom didn't tell me or let me see how much he poorly he had gotten. I went from seeing him play in the garden with me to the last time I saw him, in a hospital when he didn't recognize me and couldn't speak. I know my mom only did this to protect me, but I'm struggling to grieve as I feel I could have been closer with him in his last days.
Stay strong. I know how you feel, but please try to stay strong. I cut, too. Please stay strong. I know you can get through this.
I'm a self-harmer too. I really hope your friend's ok now.
I started to self-harm age 10. I'm now nearly 13. This poem is really good and true. Keep writing. Stay strong.
This is the most touching and greatest poem ever. After reading this to my crush she became the love of my life!
JUST spend some time with him because he is your life. He loves you. Misunderstanding is a small issue. Be free and spend time. Try to show your love to him by music.
You loved him too much, but you’re saying that he is seeing other girls and that was the reason you left him. A boy who loves you must only see you, only love you. Where there is love between two people then the bond between them can’t end till they die. Share your love till they reach their limit.
It was on the 29th of May 2017 that the shocking news of my little sister's death was shared with me. I was away at school for my final professional examination in Jos Plateau State in Nigeria. She was the last born in our family, but she was the first to die. Why you, Anne? That's the question I can't get the answer to. She was gentle, caring, and I never saw her get angry. She was so unique among us, but God decided to call her home after a day's illness. We love you, but God loves you most. We shall live with the pain of your loss. Rest in peace, my beloved sister, till we meet to part no more. Amen.
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