Zaid Ismail
@zaidie@zaidismail.com
Author, life coach, and mental health activist. We need to change the narrative from disorders, illnesses, and survival to accountability, understanding, and thriving.
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fadingiridescence: Hold tight heart,I just tipped toedacross the sea against the currentand waves, with the monstersin it’s depths,to come find you,for you stole awayfrom mein the middle of the nightand ended up in his hands. I need to keep youlocked up, and safe.Just for now.
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fadingiridescence:
I wonder how he will strip me from myself,taking off my clothes: shoes, socks, pants, shirt, and my undergarments—with his hands, will they shake as they bear my skin,will his eyes see past society’s lies, will they feast on my body,my most insecure curves, my scars from my past.Will I help…
: stripped
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Kiss me with verses…
myelephantine: …smudge poetry on my lips so that I may taste your soul.
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virtueorvanity: city of dreams (Source: http://www.mirukim.com/photosNakedCitySpleen.php)
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myelephantine: Sadly, the pursuit to happiness always ends on someone’s door step and more often than not, the locks are changed.
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fromme-toyou: Hope you have a sunny weekend!
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Who needs to dream?
So it’s time to give up on another dream…or maybe more accurately – dreams, since so many of them have been inextricably intertwined in my latest halucinations. 2010 is definitely a year worth remembering and forgetting all at the same time. The lows…recovering from the fire that wiped out the cottage, and the mess and…
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Suicide of a Romantic
What is it that stops us from affirming others while they’re alive, as opposed to waiting for their demise before singing their praises? Perhaps we’re afraid of being held accountable for our kind thoughts which denies us that ever convenient exit of ‘I knew it’ or ‘I told you so’ or ‘I should’ve known better’?…