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  • My Superpower

    I used to be embarrassed
    of my sensitivity, my feelings, my heart
    I was made to feel ashamed,
    like my softness was a weakness
    But what I didn’t realize then
    was that those who shamed me
    felt threatened by my vulnerability
    and my capacity to feel
    because that was a weakness of their own
    Either because they could not understand
    what it was like to feel so deeply
    Or because they did not know how to respond
    to something so profound
    Or because they were unable to sit
    in the discomfort of vulnerability
    Whatever the reason,
    it was always their problem-
    not mine

    My vulnerability, my capacity to feel, my softness,
    and my unapologetic need
    to express what’s in my heart
    This is my strength,
    my superpower,
    my bulletproof vest
    protecting me from regret
    ensuring I always stay on the path
    that’s intended for me

    Sometimes it feels like a curse
    to feel everything so deeply
    and to be so painfully aware of it all
    but I’ve learned to love this about myself
    It’s rare, it makes me me
    It lets me live my life in full color
    I experience every single day to its full capacity
    my senses always heightened
    my heart sinking and swelling
    countless times each day
    I feel the entire spectrum of emotion
    with burning intensity
    all in one day
    and I wouldn’t have it any other way
    Anything else would feel
    boring, dull, muted, incomplete
    At least this way,
    I get to feel and experience
    every single thing
    that life has in store for me

    My heart, my sensitivity, my capacity to feel,
    these things were never a weakness
    I’ve just spent a lifetime surrounded
    by people who did not understand my soul
    but now I understand me
    and that’s all I need

    Marissa Maddox (@marissa_writes_)

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    • Marissa, this is so sweet. Feeling things so deeply is a blessing, not a curse. Your emotional spectrum is just more diverse than others! Sensitivity is never a weakness, you just understand/interpret things in different ways than other people might! Understanding who you are can be a long journey, but I am glad that you have stayed true to…read more

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    • I love this!! :,) I’m glad that you were able to recognize that your sensitivity is your strength, not your weakness. I especially love that you refer to it as a superpower! Go you! <3

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  • scottwarren submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/herWrite a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 10 months, 4 weeks ago

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    "to the boy who feels he’s lost it all”

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  • Dear Emmers

    To Little Emmers

    In a world where dreams ignite,
    Hold onto magic, shining bright.
    Don’t let anyone dim your light,
    Embrace your uniqueness, take flight.

    Friendships may ebb and flow,
    But true connections will grow.
    In the pages of books, find solace and grace,
    Let their wisdom guide your embrace.

    Challenges and heartache may appear,
    But remember, my dear, you’re never alone, my dear.
    The worlds within those stories hold profound might,
    They’ll teach you lessons beyond your sight.

    Keep reading, keep learning, and let your mind expand,
    For surprises await, just around the bend.
    Like a magician, weave your spells,
    Embrace the unknown, break free from your shell.

    Though the future remains veiled,
    Know that magic and wonder will never be curtailed.
    You, dear Emmers, have the power to transform,
    Your worth is immeasurable, like a precious charm.

    So never lose that spark, that creative fire,
    For it will guide you higher and higher.
    People may disappoint, but don’t let them define,
    For amidst the shadows, true friendships will shine.

    Remember, Little Emmers, you’re not alone,
    In this journey of life, you’ll find your own.
    Trust in magic, let your imagination soar,
    For in your heart, true wonders forever adore.

    With love,
    Your Future Self

    LOVE EM

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    • Emily, this is SO cute! I love how kind and gentle you were to your younger self while also providing so much wisdom in your thoughts. You did and still do have the opportunity and freedom to change your life anytime you want to. You can do anything!! I believe in you ♥

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  • Lost and Found

    Before the storms weathered what feels like such an old soul
    The golden hues of my hair, before I tried to fit into someone else’s mold
    Laughing and screaming while falling from trees
    No tears spilled over skinned knees
    Hushed yelling cursed names spewed
    I quickly learned I mustn’t break any rules
    Now quiet and reserved never missing a social cue
    I once was so brave not even my family had a clue
    The resilience I had at such a young age
    Always putting on my happy face I smile and wave
    She’s such a good girl isn’t that what they always would say
    As I quickly grew up so ahead of my time
    I made sure to never lose my shine
    Adventure seeker turned people pleaser
    She always remembered her name laughing off all of the pain
    Authentically you, never afraid to steer off to catch a good view
    Jumping into lakes to beat the heat
    Making potions in the kitchen when I should’ve been asleep
    Stirring the pot never over thinking a single thought
    Sneaking midnight snacks popcorn in between laughs

    Chronically misunderstood
    As wild as the Florida wind
    Emotions flooding through like a hurricane
    Hushed through the pain
    Left alone to cry out the shame
    Return with a smile learning to constrain my wild
    Find hope through art only for it to be torn apart
    Strong enough to stand again
    Each time I was shoved a mark was left
    A feeling that has since remained in my chest
    An ache in my heart
    But my love stayed true
    Once a fighter refusing to let them break you
    Golden hues turned dark and untamed
    Always regaining my light after every rain
    Picking up the pieces taking others parts as my own
    All the love I gave came back to me through the unknown
    Following blindly the ones I admired
    Down the darkest paths of desire
    I learned my way from such a young age
    I fought the course only to be brought back to it once more
    All the hope left my body I left it with the sea
    I’ll dive again and bring it all back to me
    I see that young girl with golden hair teaching her that while life isn’t always fair to never shrink or lose her flair
    So here I declare to repave the path I thought was my heir
    I see the world through those young dark eyes
    As the years have soared by they’ve lightened over time
    When I fight I fight for you
    I heal for you
    Your resilience is now mine
    My peace will be ours

    Once so wild and carefree
    Laughing singing falling from trees
    As I heal for me I hurt for you
    Breaking free from the chains finally living without all this pain

    I stood tall and proud filled with dreams until I fell from the clouds
    But as I age and have learned grace
    I smile back reminiscing about your face
    The courage in you stayed true until your light burned out
    I don’t think we truly believed our doubts
    As we find our way back to each other
    Our light starts to burn brighter than ever
    Our flame ignites once more the magic ignites together we soar
    You were strong for me and now I fight for you

    Gabrielle Vizzini

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    • Gabrielle, what a beautiful message. I love where you said, “Authentically you.” Always stay true to yourself despite what others may think of you! Even though people tried to bring you down, you always kept your spirits high and your courage even higher. I am so proud of you for overcoming a difficult time in your life. You are so brave and can…read more

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  • My Guiding Light

    The anticipation of a conversation
    a moment’s pause, a heart’s sensation
    An expectation of words unsaid
    A binding connection, a delicate thread

    The fabric was woven, the story was told
    a legacy kept, forever to hold
    A journey of words, a longing to know became a tapestry rich, a narrative to grow

    The art of conversation, a gentle guide
    leading me through the labyrinth of time
    To listen to memories, a heart’s treasure a mind’s archive, a soul’s measure

    All that you were and the joy you spread became part of me, of who I am
    Reflections of my younger days your voice, your presence, your beautiful face

    Our memories, an album of distant times
    keeps the joy of better days alive
    Reluctant to embark on unknown paths
    comfort comes from waves of our past

    Your existence upon which I became
    was a guide, a light, so much more than name
    The courage you showed throughout your life
    echoes deep within the depths of my mind

    In that stillness, I found my voice
    A sense of clarity, a heartfelt choice
    The silence beckoned, I found my way
    to a place of peace, where love will stay

    Jody Seymour

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    • Jody, I am so sorry for your loss. Your poem is truly inspiring and I enjoyed it. My favorite part of this would have to be when you said “Your existence upon which I became was a guide, a light, so much more than name.” A person can truly guide us in many different life directions, so we must surround ourselves with people who inspire us to be…read more

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    • This is absolutely beautiful. It flows so well and expresses your emotions so well. Sending hugs. Thanks for sharing. <3 Lauren

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  • Dead Air

    You were always on my side
    You were my joy; I was your pride
    In this cruel world, just us vs. them,
    But all good things come to an end
    Now I’m left here all alone
    With that final goodbye,
    My life shattered in the blink of an eye
    Lost like an orphaned fawn,
    How can I ever carry on
    Without the only friend I’ve ever known?

    Let the wires cross
    Let the signal be lost
    My thoughts erratic,
    Lost in the radio static
    Now that you’re not there
    Make no mistake
    There’s no return from this break
    No time to dwell on loss,
    Here’s my heart signing off,
    Fading into dead air

    So I’ll reset that emotional dial
    And face it all with a smile,
    Let this world strike me down
    I’ll never show them a frown
    As I try to live by your advice
    With the tools you gave in hand,
    Here and now I make my stand
    Forgive me for not growing strong
    Enough in time to right your wrongs
    But it will not happen twice!

    Let them know our pain
    Let the chaos rain
    From the heavens above
    As they say, in war and love
    Everything is fair
    If I must cross this line
    I’ll stand up for what’s mine
    Now there’s no turning back
    As the scene cuts to black,
    Fading into dead air

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    • Wow, what a beautiful poem. Death can affect us in so many ways. When you love a person so much, it shows when you lose them. Many people take others for granted and once they are gone they are left with lots of guilt. You can still improve your life without this loved one. Know that they would have wanted you to keep moving on with your life and…read more

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  • Goodbyes

    Are we filled with mourning, filled with grief
    When branches release their last brown leaf
    Are we filled with anguish, filled with woe
    When the sun melts the last cindered snow

    Seasons are a blended transition
    “One day”s coming into fruition
    And so is this life into the next
    Letting go, while clutching to our chest
    Like a dainty rose held too tightly
    Watching the soft petals fall lightly
    What we know, clouded by what we feel
    So why does this goodbye seem so real

    Are we filled with mourning, filled with grief
    When the branches bud their first green leaf
    Are we filled with anguish, filled with woe
    When the sun brings songs of the sparrow

    This is not the end, but your rebirth
    Disappearing seed into the earth
    Promised beauty after the stillness
    Remaining joy despite the illness
    We pull you close as we let you go
    Goodnight kiss and, “See you tomorrow”
    What we know, clouded by what we feel
    So why do goodbyes feel so real

    Melodee Moore

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    • The last thing my Grandmother said to me before she passed was “Until we see each other again”. She knew she was dying and so did I, but she left me with that beautiful message that I carry around with me always. As hard as it is now, we will see each other again.

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    • This is so beautiful. The poem is more than words. It’s an experience. You can feel the emotion in the way you weave the words. Thank you for sharing, and thank you for being part of our unsealed family. <3 Lauren

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  • selower submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a letter or poem to or about a loved one who passed away and share how they inspire youWrite a letter or poem to or about a loved one who passed away and share how they inspire you 11 months, 2 weeks ago

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    Stroke by Sarah Lower -In loving memory of my grandma who passed from a stroke on 1/13/24

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