Don’t tell me I am too sensitive
Don’t you dare tell me I am too extreme
When you have never lived my life
Or witnessed the things I have seen
Don’t try to tell me I’ve got it wrong
When all of my life I had to buckle under
The pressure of ‘do not be’
Don’t give me your opinion on why certain people can’t cope
To be honest I don’ t give a fuck
And to be honest I wish you had never spoke
Its not my place to comment on your life
Unless you asked for my advice
And even then I would be wary
When I have never had to fight your fight
I’ve struggled for so many years to live the best I could
In conditions where I was so often misunderstood
If you think this is all just whinging
I honestly wish you would
Disappear and leave me all alone
In my personal neigbourhood
I’ve travelled too far now
To stray close from home
So let me be
And let me breathe
In this life I chose
Free to be passionate
And self disclose
Leave me alone if you dont like what I say
Close the door and walk away
For your poison barbs lodged in my soul
Make me bleed
In ways you will never know
And without the care of those who love me and understand
I would be forever a lost stranger in an even more lost land
And that is not a place I choose to live
Certain things are just impossible
To allow or to forgive
So please dont ask that of me
Anymore
I have the right to express
To vent
And to explore
Who I really am
And what really happened to me!
Wow that was awesome. You seem to have the words I can’t find and I really thank you for that
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If I can be a voice for others whose power has been stolen I will. We need to speak up. People are dying every day when they face the lack of care. I saw two sisters try to take their life due to this kind of thing.. being emotionally abandoned. I hope reading this helps you in some small way. ❤
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It does help me. Thank you. Emotionally abandoned is exactly how I feel. And that is worse than the physical. The physical sucks because everyone knows my husband is away and i cannot make it to the grocery store or to pick up anything that we may need or get us to the doctor. No one asks. They just text me to vent about their husband being out drinking or their whatever and i hear it and i know people have their own stuff but just once in awhile it is just nice to know that i am on someone’s mind.
Thanks for being a voice. I seem to have lost mine lately
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Sorry not to respond back to this for so long. I went off line to make dinner. I really feel for you in that circumstance. I honestly think people just live so much in their own heads it doesnt occur to them what you might need and being in your situation really you would hope they would. I really dont know what else to say … you are in a very tough situation. Sending you a huge hug <3.
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Oh yes, people do live in their own heads!
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You ARE a voice for others.
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❤ (–)
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Yes! You do. We all do.
It’s hard when others don’t accept us as we are. When we have to be something other than who we are in order for them to feel comfortable.
The hell with that.
Peace
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Bless you…. yes to hell with it. I finally know I like who I am as a person and am glad I have the sensitivity and passion I do. Its taken some years to realise this.
Much love and peace to you today, Marc. Hope you are feeling okay. ❤
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I am, thank you.
Yanno, I didn’t like myself for a long time. And then when I began that process, it took a long time. I liked certain aspects of myself, but wasn’t much for the whole enchilada.
It took a lot of time, patience and honesty.
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It does…. ❤
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amazing poetry! hugs to you my friend!
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Why, thank you sweetie ❤
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Yes!!
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Reblogged this on Emerging From The Dark Night and commented:
Sometimes sensitives need to stick up for themselves.. Forgot I even wrote this.
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