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O.C. Bearheart

Hello. My name is Mike. I'm a 30something turning 102 this year. I'm the father to an amazing little girl who I'm unable to see as much as I would like, because I was unable to save her from a lifetime of pain. On this page you'll hear me drone on about topics such as this, being a victim of partners and parents with personality disorders, OCD, PTSD, suicidal ideation, and the occasional nonsensical poem about a snail or a garden gnome. There are horrible people in the world, and many of them are inescapable, and most of you would not believe the chaotic hell my life has led me through. But I have always tried to be the sort of person who I wish others would be. It's so much harder to be a bad person than a good person. Given the issues in my life, I might suffer hazards that would prevent me from furthering this message, so let me attempt to do so here. Be a good person. Know that nothing you do will ever change the world, and that all the help you give to others will ultimately be pointless. But that shouldn't stop you from trying to be the best person you can be. Live as altruistically and conscientiously towards others as possible. Hold open doors, be humble, apologize, offer help. If you see someone in need, don't wait for someone else to come along, because they might not. If you see a need, fill a need. Treat others with kindness and fairness, empathy and equity. If you hurt someone, find out how you can prevent yourself from doing so again in the future. Let people in when you're driving, spare some change to panhandlers, defend kids and animals when you see they're in trouble. The meaning of life is progress. Without growth, there can only be decay. It's too late for humanity as a species, but if everyone reading this could just try a little harder, maybe life wouldn't have to be so unfair. I want to take the time to thank those who follow me directly, as well as those who view my poems in passing. It does not go undetected or unappreciated, truly. Thank you for your support. I hope you all find whatever you’re looking for.

Bikbik45

Hello, thank you for taking the time to stop by and to read my poems, what can i say about me? how can i tell you all about me and my life? i don't normally write about me but i can only try! I am 19 years old, and i live in Australia, I still live with my parents, i have 2 dogs, Neo and Pierre, they are my babies don't know what i would do without them! I love music, movies, taking pics, i love photography! I work as a Nanny but i am also a Nurse. My life hasn't been perfect, in fact most of my late childhood or should i say the start of my teen years was a living nightmare, Hence i started poetry, when no one else was there for me Poetry was. I have written poems in my darkest moments, and they got me through. You may be asking what has happened that is so bad, Well, I have PTSD (Post-traumatic stress disorder) I have suffered depression, anxiety, and so on, Now you will be asking what has happened? When i was 13 i was raped by one of my so called male "best friend" Nobody knew until 18 months later, during the time, i suffered depression really badly, i even tried taking my life, enough of this, The things i have gone though has taught me everything happens for a reason, everything i have been through, made me the person i am today, there is always a light at the end of every dark tunnel. Each of my poems has meanings behind them, each one of them i have experienced something enough to write about it. Every body in this world has a story to tell, this is mine Anyways enough about me, i hope you enjoy reading them. and remember to SMILE :) life is to short.




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