Written by Emmanuelle-Rose Grace
I scream
I yell
Still no one hears me
I shake my hands
I stomp my feet
Still no one hears me
I jump up
I jump down
Still no one sees me
I cry
I die
Still no one can hear or see me
Tag: poem
Remember Me : written by Emmanuelle-Rose Grace
Knowing what you did angers me
Knowing the lies you told hurts me
Knowing what you didn’t say breaks me
Knowing the knife you stuck in me
Knowing the scar it will leave me
Knowing the lack of trust I will have because of this injury
Knowing each moment you faked with me
Knowing the words you said weren’t friendly
Knowing you were really insulting me
Knowing that you feel nothing for me
Knowing that you won’t even care to talk to me
Knowing how broken you left me
Knowing the tears sting and burn me
Knowing you were just another snake to me
Knowing everything about me
Knowing I valued loyalty
Knowing you took advantage of me
Forgiveness is something I won’t grant thee
You may have won this fight believe me
Karma is a bitch trust me
Knowing when she comes you will remember me
Knowing that will be the day of Justice for me.
Poetry
What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
Words from my poetry that leave a lasting effect on anyone that reads them.
How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?
I started paying attention to politics right before Trump got elected. But after COVID the tyranny I saw happening during that time by some of our politicians really changed the way I view freedom. God gave me my rights not the government. Politicians have the power We the People give them, it’s time for We the People need to take the power back. Because it’s clear the government can’t help us. It must be our responsibility as Americans fight for our freedom and our rights. I also learned during the COVID thing is life is short and we must embrace the beauty of life before it’s gone. Be the change you want to see in the world.
Mental health
Honestly I am so sick of this attack on anyone that calls out mental illness. I refuse to be silent and I refuse to allow others to tell me what they think I should say. I have suffered for many years with mental illness. It’s not my fault y’all want to continue allowing ppl to step on you because you refuse to call it out for what it is. A turd is still a turd no matter how pretty you dress it up. You talk about compassion, you speak about being kind well allowing a mentally ill person to not get help for their delusion isn’t compassionate at all. You are part of the problem you are the reason many won’t seek the help they need. Afraid you might offend someone at least be honest with yourself. This isn’t about helping it’s about being afraid of what others will label you. Well I tell you as I sit here writing this you can call me whatever you like. I refuse to allow anyone to put me in a box or label on me. I am not afraid because God has my back. The fact that y’all can’t even call a mental illness for what is it makes me know for a fact y’all are on the wrong side of history. There is nothing wrong with being sick it’s about getting help and finding ways to deal with life in a healthy way. If you can’t speak that truth you are completely in the darkness and there is no helping you. Not because you can’t get help but because you have chosen to stay in the darkness. ~Emma~
Today
May this day bring you wonderful new blessings. May this day be blessed with paths that will help you to grow. And may this be the day you find the strength to know you are worth it. ~Emma~
Posted a new video on YouTube
So I posted a video on YouTube and I want to make sure that I am extremely clear. This isn’t about hate this isn’t about anything other than mental health issues. I hope everyone seeks help. I am just highlighting the fact that changing the definition or changing the meaning doesn’t change the outcome. It doesn’t help to continue perpetrating your own narrative to fit in your box. People need to know to get help for any mental disorder. By changing reality you are not helping the situation, you are making it worse. Please I ask on behalf of the mental health community that we all stop allowing for this narrative to continue. It will only harm the community it keeps “saying” it is trying to save.
One word
What is one word that describes you?
Romantic
Thoughts at 2am
We are reminded once in a while to take a step back and remember no matter how bad things are for us they could always be worse. We think we suffer but true suffering like being tortured, beaten or even starving exists while we complain about little things that annoy us. In the end we should always be grateful for what we have, not what we don’t. Does it minimize our own pain I don’t believe so. I think by saying life is short just enjoy it, does belittle your own pain. But there is a grain of truth in the statement. Life is short and we don’t get much time here why spend it on things that cannot be changed. I do love with all that I am but sometimes some people and somethings are not worth the pain or even the time to care. Let it go it’s not worth chasing something not worth your time. Don’t waste time on things or people that aren’t worthy of being with you. Let it go. ~Emma~
Words to reflect on
Emma the Mizfit 