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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 1 year

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Such a beautiful lily flower I see blowing in the wind. She thinks she blends in with the mix but little does she know he thinks she stands out quite a bit.

Oh, she’s definitely the one he’ll pick.

Little lily flower, you may think you’ve been picked and discarded by the previous which leads you to feel as if you’re wilted and unwatered, but my beautiful lily you must be repotted because to me you’ll never be forgotten.

Oh, my sweet lily you will only forever blossom.

I will tend to my garden you’re in as if it is the garden of Eden. You’re sacred with such an intoxicating fragrance.

Wherever I go, I’m followed by the comforting silhouette of your remnants.

My lovely lily, you are life itself;

Fragile yet so beautiful.

You’ve taught me the importance of life, we may be poked by others thorns but that will never remove the vibrancy of our petals.

Little lily of mine, I pick you.

Whatever color you are or may become, I take you as you come.

So, Let me see you blossom.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 1 year

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Comfort

A perfect day in the summer, she’s that kind of comfort. The type of comfort that she so subtly conveys that inevitably she’s here to stay. Making me love her more and more everyday.

Pouring forth effort towards her, simply just so she feels comfort. The lack of consistency and authenticity throughout her life brings a concern that comes flooding in relentlessly.

My lovely flower, I’ll do all in my power to give you what you deserve.

We mistaken our own self worth all for a false sense of comfort. It’s a war being stuck in our own ways, I concur, that we recoil to any sort of change or discomfort.

All built up from resentment, heartache and false hope caused by the deranged. The narcissistically insane whom love to just watch the world burn. Don’t worry they will get their turn in the end , left riddled with regret.

No matter the anxiety, no matter the depression. Don’t look at me telling yourself you’re undeserving. With all of my being, whole heartedly, I will do my best to show you love and protection.

Im constantly lost in the pansies and lilies, daydreaming and writing poetry.

You do something to me where it’s like I’m forgetting what life was like before us ever meeting.

From the sunny days to the rainy days, my arms are where you’ll lay. Feeling you’re full of rage and need to complain?

I’m here to stay.

I’ll do anything for my delicate flower.

What was once just mine and hers become ours. Staying up for hours and annoying you about Star Wars and marvel super powers.

I always find comfort in her laughter.

I’m an over thinker, but I will not allow myself to be defined by fear anymore.

Nothing great came without taking risks and I had lost faith in “love.” Now, You’ve got me convinced, you are who I trust. I’m here for the good times and I’m here for the worst.

I’ll be here, providing you comfort.

Signed,

Those Meaningful Words

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ecoamerica · 25 days

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 1 year

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 1 year

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Middle child, just living with his mom.

Resenting his dad, born into a broken home how does one dare to move on?

Siblings so distant, living a life so lonesome.

What is a family when you feel so alone?

Sitting alone in a room trying to feel something; crave nothing but connecting.

Only think and think but thoughts of suicide are all that conjure up since the age of thirteen.

I love my family but why not join the army.

Then maybe they can kill me cuz I can’t since I’m too cowardly.

Im hurting, drinking heavily to drown out the fact that I feel like dying.

Deployment didn’t do it, success couldn’t do it. Man, just fuck it.

Let’s eat a bullet, no one will give a shit.

June 8th comes, I can’t it’s my idols birthday. So, I’ll write a death book because to those I love what can I even say?

I’ll just wish my brother a happy birthday.

June 13th, all alone, I’ll just lock the door.

Just enough alcohol poured to look at a loaded gun so sweet and adored.

Just can’t take it anymore.

Why’d you do it staff Sargent?

Did you think your life was unimportant?

You were important, trust me you’ll never be forgotten.

I don’t know how I feel about this, as your older brother I think it’s all bullshit.

You were by yourself and you never reached out for help. I know I couldn’t fix it all but you put a bullet in your head expecting us to move on…

I have mixed feelings with this.

If you want my honest opinion you’re fucking selfish. Im mad, sad and helpless. I don’t mean to come off insensitive but we were suppose to get through this.

I know you’re sorry, but look what pain you’ve caused by taking away the best of our siblings. You were the best of us, now we have to just try to reach the potential you could have reached, what a bust…

You left us, you chose that because I’ll never be like Moses.

Signed,

Those Meaningful Words.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 6 years

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Voices.

This dull headache just won’t go away.

Such a pain accompanied with these familiar voices that are here to stay.

I hear them, they whisper and they yell. They never seem to go away.

I talk to them, quite aware it is only in my head. Arguing with myself again and again. All night until day break, when will this end?

Am I crazy?

Im sure, it’s not hard to tell.

These voices are not in my head, they are those of you saying things to me projecting your own negativity you carry around.

Ouch, did that leave a bitter taste in your mouth? Well, remember it as a dose of your own medicine.

You see, I’m arguing with these voices sounding crazy I bet but you’re listening to the same ones that are so obscene to adhere to yet you still believe in.

So pipe down, I’m trying to get my head on straight. Even with all of these demons I must annihilate, I know I have the will power within to succeed and become innovated to an elevated way of thinking.

So call me crazy with your minuscule opinions. It’s obvious that you can’t see the big picture with your narrow minded visions.

Having a resistance to all your voices and opinions proves that I am gifted with a vision beyond this society’s way of thinking.

Judge me with your prison written scripts you all read from. I’ll smile and laugh because you’re just another voice I’ve overcome.

I never was one to follow.

I never wanted to be another number force fed absurdity to swallow only to be thrown up onto those who aren’t mindlessly wallowing in beliefs that aren’t even their own.

This resistance I possessed against those I was suppose to follow, believe in and obey was never easy. The isolation only lead me to contest those locking me in this prison. This war I fought over and over finally awarded me a solution that got me out of society’s institution.

I’ve won, those voices are finally gone.

I have my own thoughts, I have my own voice. Believe in yourself and remember you always have a choice.

Are you going to read from a script your whole life or speak out with that spirit within shedding light to those reciting words on pages that aren’t their own locked away in cages.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords.

Victor “Zeek” Herrera Jr.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 7 years

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Monster.

The monster you saw at night creepily planning to get you under your bed as you fell asleep at night was just all your fear of the unknown holding you back from all the success you could achieve.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 6 years

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We may not always smile and that is perfectly okay.

We have good days and we have bad days.

It may be hard to believe, but when you smile, someone, somewhere is falling love with it.

Whenever you're frowning think of that. It may just make you crack a smile.

Stop asking what's wrong and start asking what is right.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 7 years

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Oh, Sweet Ocean.

I'm drowning, the waves crash over me. The waves are taking me under. The current is too strong right now.

How do I beat it? I can tread the water, I can swim in this storm but it's pulling me under. I can't breathe.

Oh sweet ocean, I have known you since birth. You have gave me life. I was born in the waters of a hurricane long ago.

I was created in a storm, a disaster that only created a being of smiles, jokes and laughter. How can such a tragedy make such a being?

I guess a storm can be beautiful. Such a sweet catastrophe. Wave by wave, I live by that.

Second by second, mad or sad, the water is where I live.

I live wherever the current takes me.

Unconditionally I will be an infinite flow of smiles, joy and laughter taken with drowning in blue, burning as hot as the sun with rage and going deep into the abyss where I can never be found.

I was a boy born in a hurricane of chaos only adapted, grew and learned from the lack of oxygen while drowning and treading with all I had after being hit wave by wave.

This boy trusted his strength, found land and only realized the ocean is not perfect. There will always be storms, whether they be destructive storms or just a little rain.

The storms have came and went and they always will. This boy has grown to a man now who is strong, prepared and well aware that his beautiful ocean made him grow with each and every storm.

To all of those drowning or struggling in a storm, trust your strength.

Tread, just keep treading.

Land will come soon.

The current may not always be going the same way or be the safest way but I do know you'll find land.

You'll get your breather, catch your breath. Don't rely on land just because you feel safe. The storms are coming, they always will.

Recover and dive in this beautiful ocean we call life. Yes, the rain will come down hard, the waves can get big and it may seem impossible to survive but that's if you let yourself believe that it can't be done.

I'm still treading, I'm still breathing. I'm still struggling but always finding those islands of relief.

I drowned from time to time when waves crash over me repeatedly. I struggle when the current changes directions and becomes too strong.

Oh sweet ocean, you've shown me destruction and beauty.

Oh sweet ocean, you suffocate me and remind me how to breath.

Oh sweet ocean, you remind me of me.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 7 years

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“The world is a dark place but only to those who see that that there is no light.

If you do not see light in this world, make it yourself.”

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 7 years

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Words.

Words can make you smile.

Words can make you cry.

These are just words people write down and say to make someone feel a certain way.

Words are just words.

Even when I say it’s more in what people do than what they say.

I could just be another message over-read or voice overheard by these compliments and insults but like I said these are just words.

Choose to be happy.

Haven’t you realized that it’s up to you.

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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signed-thosemeaningfulwords · 6 years

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That’s why I say...

All I know is that this page won’t be filled if I keep these thoughts locked away in my mind.

Torturing my Soul, health and well-being keeping these thoughts to myself.

Then what, lose track of time?

Go about my day with a smile on my face when I’m mad?

I never been the best to pretend I’m “Okay” Or “Fine”

These overused phrases have become all too translucent.

Sorry, my interpretation and actions of being “Okay” are just as fake as the wasted breath we all let seep out like a sigh under our breath. Time and time again answering that universal question for those asking the question.

“Are you okay?”

Majority of the people asked that, lie.

This happens basically from the fact that we don’t trust anyone to be there because who was there when you fell? Those with trust issues, me included need to convert their confused mind knowing that this is either for not knowing them or knowing them all too well.

Leaving you asking yourself;

“Do you even care to listen to me?”

I did it myself.

I stare at these blank pages of nothing.

With frustration I scribble down these things trapped in my mind.

As I grab that pen and it hits the pages putting words together I thought I could never find. I feel healthier with a reliant well-being. Mentally this helps me to reflect and change. You don’t have to agree with me, oh well it’s my opinion anyways.

An epiphany hit me randomly.

Had me realizing these trust issues are just things of the past.

Everyone has a different side of the story.

Their story, make that change to not minimize what others are going through.

These trust issues may have been caused by not only an individual but all those involved.

Take responsibilities please.

Good or bad. That will have you throwing more stuff on your bandwagon.

Riddle me this, what’s the point of carrying all this extra whole lot of pity?

The struggles get real, then you mend and you heal.

No point in carrying all that extra weight.

No one wants the weight of the world on them. So stop allowing yourself to be held back by something you can change.

Believe me, it’s wasn’t the easiest thing for me.

The frustration of a blank page knowing I am meeting with my demons.

My art can be dark and light.

With combined Emotions, words, sentences and quotable phrases just speaking in my language.

These pages have filled up, it has my mind feeling like a blank page. Oh, how ironic.

Pages will be filling up over time.

Pieces of me in each word, it’s a blessing yet a curse.

I can’t lie, I think this will be iconic.

That’s why I say...

Signed,

ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.

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