She was a bully, but I needed her to like me
Didn't I need everyone to like me?
Extrovert meets introvert
Instant jealousy
Every smile, laugh or conversation
I was fake
Too sweet
Like cherry pie
It stung to hear the words
What are words?
Can words convey a color?
An emotion?
Cherries are red
Red like the blood we all bleed
Red like a hot sunburn
After a day at the beach
Red always comes with negative thoughts
Anger
Hate
Cherries are red
Cherries are sweet
Cherries have pits
Similar to my own heart
Centered within my chest
Red
Warmth
Love
A smile creeps along my lips
I cause a person to laugh
Another is inspired by a story I tell
Red is sweet
Life is short
I would rather be flushed in the face
Like a
Sweet
Cherry
Pie
With questions and concerns
Rather than an empty
Pie pan
Red is equality
You can not see the color of empty.
About the Creator
Stephanie Joy
I have always used writing as a coping mechanism to help with my diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder. I have been writing since I was extremely young. I can not wait to see all of the poems, stories, etc. that come from this site.
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Once Upon a Time
It was 1996 and I had just turned 7. I was staying at my grandparents’ house in Florida. Eventually the time came for me to get out of the pool, into the shower and under the covers. Every night my grandmother would read me a story. These were not just any stories. She wrote her own tales of fancy and frenzy. I will never forget “Ermentrude.” This was a story about an elephant that fell into red paint and became a red colored elephant. The elephants name was Ermentrude. I loved that story along with whimsical stories about invisible friends, skyscraper long spaghetti, UFO’s and my favorite. It has been so many years, but I believe the story was called “The Glass Castle.” All of the characters were made of members of my family. I was a young princess who grew up in the castle. I remember my eyes although heavy with sleep would go wide as she read to me, and I clenched the blankets with excitement.
By Stephanie Joy5 years ago in Families
Autonomy Is The Real Privilege
Good morning, freedom-seekers! Today we’re gonna be looking at autonomy. A strange word, I know; one many would probably look at blankly and run away from on sight. We’re gonna figure out what it actually means, consider how it’s achieved, and decipher just how deeply most of us are tangled up in dependence without realising it.
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