Posted in inspirational, original

Not All Girls

Not all girls have curvy body

Not all girls are tall

Not all girls are sexy slim

Most girls don’t have it all.

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Not all girls are unruly but also

Not all girls are prim and proper

Not all girls like frilly things

Not all girls are makeup lovers.

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Not all girls receive equal opportunity

Not all girls have their voices heard

But some girls are rising up now

And will not be deterred.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in inspirational, original, self / self esteem

Darkness (The Monster)

I’ve been to dark places

But I never entertained them

Each time they utter “the word”,

I slip further down the pit.

Darkness!

Darkness engulfed me

But I refuse to be taken by the demons that tempt me

I refuse!

I’m still struggling

And I still hate myself for being weak

But I won’t let the darkness take me

I will never let it take me

It will never take me

Posted in loss / death, original

Hang Man

Outside he appeared to be jolly

Inside he was feeling hollow, empty

He could feel something creeping in his mind

It was dark, cruel, tempting, and unkind

He tried to ward it off, tried to fight it

But on days when he was awake and alone, he contemplated on it

Don’t think him too weak, it was a battle no one could see

It took over him so his life he took a finality

He bowed his head and there himself he hanged

The darkness he could no longer withstand 

Posted in inspirational, original

Struggling

Little room for error or even none at all

Very few people would even heed this call

Close to giving up

Maybe I should stop and curl up

But something tells me to push on

 

I’m at the end of my rope

Almost loosing all hope

But it will never be over even if I raise my hands up

It will go on even if I stop

 

So I hold my head high

And I go on and try

No matter how many times I stumble

I remember to always be humble

I carry on despite the struggle

And move forth

Posted in life, original

The Struggle

I choke in silence for no one hears my plea

Death welcomes me longingly  with open arms

Still the touch of dawn awakens me

 

I surrender the fight for I can no longer bear the weight

Yet something or someone always…..always

puts my feet back on the ground

 

I breathe again, start all over again

But this time hoping to be stronger and better equipped

for the next battle is fast approaching