Poem – Unrequited Love. Hurts ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

I dream of you often

At night

In the day.

.

My love for you,

Not reciprocated

I know and feel

This all too well.

.

But my love is not

Dependent on yours

As true love never is.

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I want what I cannot have

It hurts my heart.

Tears fall.

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You cannot be

What I want you to be.

My heart sighs.

Wow, a poem by a very empathic man ‘A Thing Which Could Pretend To Be Human’ – John Mark Green Poetry

This is from John’s page on Facebook @ https://www.facebook.com/JohnMarkGreenPoetry

Poem “Lost, Now Found” ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Poem – Lost, Now Found

So lost

In the abyss

Darkness

Garden of evil

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She stumbled

Broken steps

Paralysing fear

Lost in dark fog

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She tiptoes now

As darkness dissipates

Clearing vision

Fog lifting

Poem ~ Yes, My Eyes Seem Distant ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Yes, my eyes seem distant

I am no longer present

I have gone away

To my safe place

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A place of love and integrity

Where I smile and laugh freely

Where my soul is nourished

Where I am accepted

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Where I am held

Comforted

Without selfish intent

Poetry, for trauma survivors, is a deeply personal expression, of words that can often not be spoken.

I write poetry sometimes. I have nearly always has a good reaction when I’ve shared it, but sometimes people choose to criticise, choose to demean it.

Which is simply a reflection of their own issues.

I will keep writing, as I need to for me, and I know it does help others.

Poem – Solitary Bird

Poem – Solitary Bird

Strange solitary bird

Always was, will always be

Flying alone

Flying free

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Surviving all weathers

Storms, gales & rain

Surviving chaos

Time and again.

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No escaping their weathers

Forever unrelenting

Challenging painful climates

Never seem to be ending

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Needing to seek safety

By staying alone

Seeking refuge within

Little world of her own

Poem – Please don’t leave me, I’m begging you ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Poem……. Please don’t leave me, I’m begging you ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Please don’t leave me

I’m begging you

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Please, please forgive me

For all I have done wrong

All I said wrong

For saying you hurt me

I will be compliant

Please forgive me

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I will try to be

What you want

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I will try to do

What you want

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I will try to say

What you want

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Please don’t leave me

I’m begging you

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I will let you hurt me

And be what you want

Poem – Jesus, Alone

I wrote this poem while I was away..

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Poem – Jesus, Alone

A lifetime of fearing alone

Now no longer lonely

Peace and tranquillity

In isolation and withdrawal

.

Always so scared

Of Being Alone

Now cherished and valued

Strength within solitude

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Learning to cherish, enjoy

The beautiful freedom, of alone

Not needing people, only Jesus

Growth, maturity and healing

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Peace is not found in other people

It is only found in the depths explored

Of one’s own inner soul

In the presence and peace giving gift

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Of Jesus, alone.

Poem ~ Funereal Sea

Tense

Motionless

Hopeless

Blankly staring

Ahead

Sombre sea

Mournful horizon

Gloomy future

Reality

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Dreams

Yearned needs

Hopes

Love

Safety

Trust

Drowning

.

Despair

Agony

I watch them drown

Disappear

Beyond my grasp

Sinking down

Into murky darkness

Until I see them

No more

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Funereal sea

Death

All I ever wanted.

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Gone.

Poem – You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Poem – You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Is this my life

Trapped, until I die?

No peace, no love

But many lies

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Is this my lot

This lonely, dark pit?

Yes, you made your bed

Now lie in it

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But I need love

Security and trust

Tough, this is it

Accept it, you must

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Tip toe around

Don’t voice your needs

Think of everyone else

Only their needs, to feed

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But my needs never mattered

And they don’t, still?

No, you made your choices

It was your free will

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But, I’ve only recently

Processed it all

I was harming myself

Still am, I bawl

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Tough luck, too late

Choices were made

You will have to suffer

Alone, unloved, afraid

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You worked it out too late

Your fate is sealed

Continued harm

Abusers’ internalised yield

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So, I have no choice

I sob, this is it?

Yes, you made your bed

And you WILL lie in it.

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~ Lilly Hope Lucario

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