Omg I got chills from this. I can see you on a podium reading this. It stirs the blood and makes one pay attention. Brava;))

Mic “Fucking” Drop!!

First read this offline, we really missed reading you Lady. Tight piece

Community isn’t always…or often even…made of blood. It’s the souls who welcome each other no matter what they look like or how different they may be. Blood may be thicker than water, but toxic blood is lethal. I don’t believe in fitting in. I believe in filling the space destined only for you and standing side by side with others doing the same. Nobody else has the ability to be you. Or me. I’m glad you found support and compassion, Brenda. It’s very important 🧡

You never know when your journey is truly going to begin. this is so poignant. This stanza right there is so perfectly said.
“And maybe that’s the point of all of it,
that a life can be shaped by fire and loss
and still arrive at something gentle.
Something steady. Something meant.”

We took the long way! Over this mountain, across the bridge. So many detours to finally arrive at the same destination.
A writing site because we had something to share about our journey. On-site and off. We were both going through it!
Changing directions at the same time at the same exact moment. Our writing hands literally bumped into each other.
They were our cars filled with ink instead of gas. It was Serendipitous! I know Serendipity is one of your favorite movies! lol
We are fortunate baby. Timing is everything!
You are my happy place, always will be.

And the poem is beautiful!

Thanks Damian. Sometimes when Del asks about my past, although I am truthful, I wonder if this will be a make or break moment. I’ve had some doozies! But, just before I “met” her on DUP, I was going through a lot of mental evaluating, etc.
Finding a writing site like that helped calm me and kept me from running the streets, so to speak. A refocus, perhaps.
And yes, she is literally perfect for what I was lacking in my life. A true companion that checks all the boxes.

I thank you very much for that, Willow. I’ve finally allowed myself to listen to the wise voice in my head! I think my “growing” phase was maturity taking effect more solid. Better choices, etc.
Your part about your sweetie and your reply is awesome. I have made a ton of mistakes, yet that path has gotten me here. So, who knows, yaknow? At least I am wiser than then.
Your comment is cool!

Thank you, Thomas. I hacked at this write for a few days, even. Trying to convey the closest to exact message that I could. No metaphors, no mystery. Just pure appreciation.

It takes wisdom just to write this. I’ve looked back at people I associated with for decades and ask myself why? I was used and spit out but kept going back. More than likely because I just wanted friends. Now I’m wiser, but what a bunch of crap I’ve gone through to get my brain in the right place.

Great poem and one I can identify with. It’s often we tend to think we’re the only ones who’ve gone through crap until we read what others are thinking. It’s good we chose poetry to express ourselves.

How have you been, Tim?
Like most, and as you mentioned for yourself, I’ve been through some crap. And, a lot was self induced. As time goes by, excuses get lamer. It was time to get my act together, for good. The timing of things just worked out, too.
I truly appreciate seeing you here, and on the site as a whole.

Styx, you’ve got a little Barry White in you dude. Someone once asked is it the journey or the destination, seems your trip to the moon discovered more than just cheese. Tight

I love Barry White! That man can melt any woman’s steel heart! And other stuff. LOL
Thanks ME. I’m still trying to post some decent material, so it’s always good to know if it works or not.

So much insight here. The words are very lived in with layers upon layers. And the end result is very well earned. A wonderful read full of human truth.

Thank you much, Brandon. I was aiming to write something as a tribute, yet also insightful on a personal note. It took a bit of hacking to be satisfied with the end result!

“..-Everything I’ve survived
and everything I still hope to be.”!!
A heart-touching, insightful poem. Well done!

“It never even existed” well felt that and I am pretty sure a lot of people do… Really good piece.

When i first wrote this, it was from her perspective. Listening to her talk about it and how she felt about it. It wasn’t until later that I had reason to relate to it as she did. She never saw the poem or heard the song until recently because I didn’t want to scratch the wound. But she’s heard it now. Thank you, Brenda 🧡

My daughter only heard it today and has announced that I should be the official lyricist of her life. It’s finally been long enough that the pain isn’t as fresh, so I let her hear it for the first time. That “chorus” was a recent addition…written from fresh understanding of my own. Thank you, my friend

My daughter is an amazing woman…just not his amazing. And that’s not his loss or hers. She gained a lot of sense of self from the experience and is a stronger person than she was then. Like her mother, she’s a giver. And that usually involves giving too much leeway and too many chances. Hope dies slowly, I guess. Thank you, Honoria

Powerful work. Tremendous writing.

There is a fire of honesty and feeling here.
This stood out:
“it’s not how you held me…

it’s what you held back…”

Great work
Regards
James

Hi Willow!
The poem is great but with the added song, it sounds so smooth. Like velvet.
Just awesome!