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Sincerely, Suree

A collective of arts and writings for the sensitive
souls
Turn your broken heart into art- S.S
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Today
Today is the day where we pause, and choose our way no more are we going to delay to what is meant for us, to what is just we are not a victim to our circumstances we must recognize that together, we stand stronger in our stances all of our gifts...our light side and our dark side makes us whole, like the ocean and the tides we all have something that lights us on fire so, let's find out what that is and fan the flame to make us right higher because what this world needs, is


Keeper of my soul
The illness will not define me Instead, it fuels the fire inside of me I'll make it work, it won't take control For I am the keeper of my soul. I am not a victim, I won't bow I stand in my power, here and now I am not bipolar, don't mistake I have bipolar, but I still create. There's a difference, yes that's true Between what goes on in my head, and what I choose to do The monsters inside my head will not win Because I know at my core, who I am within. the illness chose me...


The Path
I used to think that my bipolar was an end all be all. That this is it. This is me. I'm a default. But as the years go by and I reflect....


Shattered
Glasses, shattered in pieces, Each time, I pick it up, Looking for a way to the releases I reflect and see how I can do better in each lesson. I look into the broken mirrors and see my reflection. Is this the person who I want to see? Or is she just a master at hiding her pain and being a queen Bee? It has become so automatic. I don't want others to truly know what's going on inside my head. that I sometimes struggle, with the wish that I was dead. So, I smile, laugh, and p


Grace
*I wrote this poem as a letter to myself. But I wanted to share it with anyone who can relate. Where did you just go? Come back, come...


the battle
When you feel things deeply. Oftentimes, you can be led by your emotions. And sometimes those actions are not deemed rational. I made...


It's Just snow
White, white, everything is white. Why can't I feel anything? This happens every year. When winter comes. I go numb. It's just snow, they...


Bipolar
There's two people inside me. One I like more than the other. She's creative, passionate, and capable. She can whip nothing into...


The Cycle of Life
Darling, you are here now. Take in me and all that I have to offer. Enjoy my beauty that I have created for you. Enjoy the smell of the...


Little Nuggets
He hugged the kids and kissed his wife goodbye. Daddy's going on a business trip. Business trip, yes, yes. That's the biggest industry of...
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