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.
I'm a lonely girl who loves nature, magick, and the unseen. My mind latches on to the things between the lines, the things that you can't find the right words for. I try my best to write them down and find myself almost always disappointed with the results. But I'm still trying. I relate to music a lot and sometimes its an inspiration. I don't have too many friends but I'm most comfortable when alone. I feel things too much, too deeply and I find myself often sad about things I can't comprehend. After too many negative experiences, I decided to disentangle myself and become consumed by the roller coaster of a journey I call my life. -The simple things- My name is Lis I live in NYC I am 23 years old Speech Pathology major Favorite writers are: Anais Nin, Hemingway, Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath, J.K Rowling, Walt Whitman, JD Salinger, and many others.