It was the scariest time of my life, but I was victimized scared into a terrifying situation. Someone I livd with put their hands on me in a violent matter. I dont think I'll ever get over it. I tried my best to not exchange glances, but he frightened me. I had no one to help me tell you that I was being abused.
So I took a journal and started to scribble down my emotions. Im limited now on communication because not only was I hit, but emotionally damaged. I have a note book, full of fears, and then a make shift note book, I took printer paper, and folded in half. I write my letters of concern. Will I ever love again? He called me damaged goods. "No One will ever love you," he said as he ...
Baring her spirit ...
The door to her soul unlocks ...
Is this the moment ...
Time goes on...
People touch and then they're gone
Will we ever love again...
Like we did before ?
We laugh until we had to cry
And we love right down to our last goodbye...
For just a moment
For a moment
I love this! It resonates with me....
As a child, I was afraid
As an adolescent, I was sad
As a woman, I am furious
By Rachel Finch
A sparrow stirs its wings
Let's say you're having a big crush on someone special. You send them a beautifully arranged flower bouquet.
The shop tells you that you can add a little note. You have exactly enough space for 4 lines. What would you write on that note?
Tag your letter 'lovenote'.
A new week, a new challenge!
Use the words below to create a poem or story. Tag your letter 'weeklychallenge' and comment below when you're done.
Ps: if you're up for another challenge, check out the 200th Skylark challenge! (PO #4321)
We hope you can help us with this story. We started it but can't seem to find the perfect ending. Write your own ending and tag your letter 'storytime'.
"they lay down in the middle of the field. It was dark but the stars were shining bright. It was quiet... Everyone was sleeping but they were awake, right there, right then, together.
When all of a sudden....."
We did it, Skylarkers! Later this morning I will be launching our bicentennial #SkylarkChallenge challenge. It's remarkable how time flies!
Well done if you participated last week. Encourage your friends to join us in this week's challenge. There are certificates and prizes to win and I want to see far more entries!
Before I start the launch of #SkylarkChallenge 200 I have to share the list of participants in last week's challenge, don't I? So here we go.
PARTICIPANTS LAST WEEK: 🏆
Vikram Shetty #413535 = X1
Sunil Dath #597270 = x2
Rose Tree #627363 = X1
Rogue #545437 = X1
S #642086 = X1
NEW TO THE NEST : 🐣
Anna #637743 = X1
(Welcome to our challenge, Anna.)...
There is no escape/
Expectations are poison/
He looks at me with swords in his eyes.
Not the kind to fight back,
The kind to fight for. Fight for me. Because he knows I am worth fighting for.
Querida amiga no te escrito en mucho tiempo y es que estoy tratando de reconstruir mi vida estoy tomando clases extra de inglés incluso ya uso el autobus para irme a casa en esos días me sentí algo sola porque no consigo una persona que me entienda de ninguna forma pero de hecho, estoy tratando de salir adelante incluso si las cosas no están cono deberían cambie mi dieta y empecé a leer más en las tardes suelo leer por que ya perdí la costumbre en fin espero verte pronto y que sepas que te extraño y que no consigo ver un mundo sin ti ♡
At times I can't believe that's it's been just the three of us. That's it, just two other people who've been with me my whole life. Two other people that I'd call family no matter what. Two with whom I've shared my laughter, my fears, my tears, myself. Two who I've seen struggle and fight, two who have shown themselves completely to be. Two others with which I got to experience going from living in a place where you'd have to wipe your ass without toilet paper to living quite comfortably. How could I ever repay that? All the people I met, all the friends I made, all the cousins and family members I saw, and at the end of the day I see only two other people. Who'll go there separate ways. Who...
Why can't I forget my past?
I don't know, and it's pulling
me down, making me low,
It's making my life such a struggle
all because I'm not letting it go
I want to feel strong, and get my life into an even flow, bit I put
my self down more than you know
I need to take some time out, to
figure out what I'm a out
I thinking of writing a book
later on I'll let you take a look
I will finish the first line
within a week
fresh new ideas are what I seek
I have the paper in front of me now
But all my inner put downs
are giving me hell
And now I'm gonna be sick
Please pass me a towel
I need to start idea mapping
To get this thing happening
I need to stop making it a big deal
and start writing to ...
An unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.
The knowing and unknowing what drives you and reading in between the lines as lies were told to you.
FEAR as if you couldn’t sleep at night.
The thoughts that run in your mind as it clashes through nervousness, as sweat poor out like water as you toss and turn into the night.
Shameful memories creep up on you like traumatizing imagery our sad REALITY.
To not knowing who to trust or who to LOVE.
Loyalty has its cost no one never told you why, when, how, and what it would cost.
The undenying uncertainty what we dare put a face or express with wo...
Dealing with depression and anxiety on a regular basis is the worse. Some days i feel so happy and have energy and other days im in the dirt and dont want anything around me.
I've been dealing with depression since i was young and it got even worse after dealing with divorce,passing of my father, and all the pain ive been through.
But after meeting my husband 3 years ago. It seems to be getting better but i do have my days still where i feel like im the dirt and ill never resurface.
I just remember that i have my daughter im my husband that will always be there for me.
Depression & Anxiety are real so if you suffer from one or the other or both just know you are good enough and it wi...
Carta al amor de mi vida.
Tú no lo sabes pero antes de dormir me prometo levantarme y mejorar de a poco por nosotros. Al despertarme me estoy prometiendo que no te haré llora, en tus ojos ya no será invierno, al menos no será uno triste.
Tú no lo sabes pero al mirarte me recorre una extraña sensación de hogar en todo mi cuerpo, cuando me tocas todo se calma y se derrumba al mismo tiempo, si, inexplicable, es exactamente la sensación que me da el abrazarte y sentirme en casa, es la mejor sensación que he sentido en mi vida.
Tú no lo sabes pero antes de dormir pido que al día siguiente todo te vaya de maravilla, conmigo o sin mi, pero que tu día sea siempre sea el mejor a pesar de cualquier ...
Bitácora del Provinciano
Aunque no son horas; he ido a la cocina a servirme un vaso de Coca Cola, porque hay pocas cosas en el mundo que esta bebida carbonatada no pueda curar. Uno se quita tanto cuando vive en comunidad, se lima tantas partes para embonar con el otro, hasta que decir es un alivio, porque es confirmación de que valió la pena el sacrificio.
Regreso al cuarto del AirBnb y están mis primos con hermano, todos juegan en la consola. Me siento feliz de volver a ver a todos juntos, justo como lo era hace diez años.
Dejar de hablar con alguien que alguna vez fue tu familia se verá como acto de barbarie en el futuro. Es...