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When Love Is a Lie


When Love Is a Lie

He’ll berate, belittle, insult, and destroy you….
Deceive, devalue, idolize, and ignore you…
He’ll block you then stalk you,
‘til you do what he taught you
His prize for The Lie is a chance to discard you

He’ll seduce and betray, confuse and neglect you
Without a single regret, he intends to infect you
In the blink of an eye, he’ll all but erase you
His venomous words are meant to disgrace you
He buried your soul down a dark rabbit hole
And planned your demise from the moment he met you

So, what do you feel? Do you know why you cry?
Is it fear that consumes us when love is a lie?
Is it hard to let go if it’s all that we know?
If the bad that he is, is as good as it gets
We must look to our heart for it’s time to reflect
Make him fade into black from the fear of attack
I am you, you are me, & we’ll never be back
Bitter and broken, on the wind it was spoken
From a dream, we’ve awoken
From a dream, we’ve awoken

By Zari Ballard –


Collaboration poem with sidharth jain

A Painful, false Illusion of Love indeed…

@ bittersweet diary

A painful illusion

You are;

All the things I can’t have.
All the dreams I can’t save.
All the troubles I can’t halve.
All the burdens under which I cave.

All the horizons I can never meet.
All the issues I can’t beat.
All the grudges I can’t unseat.
All the anger my mind continues to heat.

All my jewels that on me can’t shine.
All my happiness that can’t be my smile.
All my melodies that I can’t rhyme.
All my love I can’t call mine.

I can have everything, but why can’t
Everything be you ?
Why can’t I get what I feel is due ?
You had to walk out of my life,
Right on cue.
Just when I wanted to start a new
Just when I surrendered my soul to you

Turning your back you’ve left me now
But someday your ego will bow
Don’t expect…

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Beside the deep well

Beautiful sentiment, beautiful words 🌹❤️

Emerging From The Dark Night

Black hole

Beside the deep well of pain we faltered

We only saw black space

A place of defeat and undoing

So it was hard to surrender

Fear enters our heart

For we know we may not survive

In the same form we had before

And yet this descent

Is the price of our transformation

The place where skin is stripped from flesh

And flesh is stripped from bone

Without skin and flesh

Our bones rattle in those deeper spaces

Of wounding and remembering

But there is at all times

A far deeper alchemy going on

For the very thing that strips us

Helps us form new skin and flesh

After wounds have turned to scars

We are wiser, leaner and older

With the weathering of our years

Our hearts, hopefully softer

From the experience

Our soul consents to the process

By which we are changed

And further along the path


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The Process of Life and Death

Process Of Life and Death
the day comes when breath
heaves once and is gone
increase of uprising and
morosely easing into
and then the stark vision
of darkness and shape
aged in a century until
dust to know the earth again
to where it flies and splashes
harmoniously spins neatly
joins the awesome pulse grasps
knowledge ebbs slowly inward
unknown there save newer
land tilled and weeded again
damp magnificent space and
then again co-joined reality
strengthened mightily one
time in timeless beauty
breathing in and screaming
out until is pulses again
this is natures law without
restrictions this is life
kissing death in unison

A Poem about the Pain of a Narcissistic Relationship by Deborah Allin

Been here, done this… Currently a work in progress in the process of healing the pain from loving a narcissist…

An Upturned Soul

kiss_the_ghost_by_mon_artifice-d2iugtsKiss the ghost by Mon-artifice

You pull me in
I am erased
Filled with feelings
That have nothing to do with me
You use me as a mirror
Of yourself
You won’t feel so lost
But I will be
When you leave
I will be drained
Since you suck
All the life out of me
Yet persist with the illusion
Of giving
I am used
Later to be rejected
Since I reflect back to you
Aspects of yourself
You cannot bear to see
I am not who you thought I was
Because in me
It scared you to see
What you could not bear to face
I am lost in longing
That I think is for you
But really it is for someone
Who will see my true self
Since you are only reflecting back
All that is not me
I feel frustration and utter despair
You don’t like my…

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They Speak of God and Angels… 

My first attempt at poetry…


They Speak of God and Angels,

Diseases of the Soul

Powerlessness and Surrender In their Stories I was told

They Speak about Forgiveness

And cleaning up the past

About a thing called humility, Will bring us serenity at last

They speak of self inventories,

To Review Ourselves each day

To promptly clean up anything, that crops up along the way

They speak of Prayer and meditation

To seek and one will find

For this is the only way to heal the body, soul and mind

They speak of an awakening,

Your sprit to come alive

To keep your feet moving, Will help you to survive

They speak of 12 steps

that will lift us from despair

To carry Gods message of Hope, Love and Care

They tell us to believe

In a Power we can not see

Honest, Open-minded and willing we must be

I listen and I learn

From what they have to say

Now I speak to share, That there is a better way

They speak of Gratitude,

From being throughout from the start

I now know that it works, Cuz I feel God in my heart! ❤

By Karin Smith  06/06