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Please Don't Go
It's you I want and no one else
I played a dangerous game
Only to repay the hurt
I hate myself for stooping so low.
Why would I become something I hate?
I want to try again
To build us up and fix the hole.
Please help me to rebuild us.
When I look within
My heart beats for you.
Yes we've been through a lot
Neither is perfect
I mean it wholeheartedly
I want no one but you
I hurt both you and me
I apologize for everything
I should've had more faith
I should've been more positive
I should've been more supportive
Most of all more forgiving.
I love you more than you know
I love the hard times
They bring us closer
I pray its not over.
For I can't get over you
You're my soulmate
By: Wendi Boyers
It’s Mental Health Month, Tumblr!
Your mental health is important. Because of the coronavirus, people all around the world are experiencing high levels of mental and emotional stress. That’s why this year’s Mental Health Month initiative will focus on common aspects of isolation and loneliness: how to protect, maintain, and improve your mental health, how to manage your relationships inside and outside of your household, how to combat boredom, and how to deal with the grief you might be feeling.
All month long our friends at Ditch the Label (@ditchthelabel), a UK anti-bullying non-profit, will post resources to guide you through some of the emotional hardships you may be feeling right now. Here on @postitforward, we’ll be reblogging the best stuff we see from them, the top-notch stuff we see from the rest of the Tumblr community, and posting exclusive original art from some of our very own Tumblr @creatrs.
Some of you may be concerned with your mental health for the first time in your life. For others, existing mental health issues may be exacerbated by current events—especially for those of you who may be quarantined with people whose values are at odds with your own. We see you, and we want to help.
If you don’t want to see these posts, that’s okay! Taking good care of your mind comes in many forms. We’ll tag all of our posts with “cw mental health month” as well as more specific tags when appropriate so you can use the tag filtering tool to keep them from your dashboard. And, hey, if you’re looking for a totally stress-free zone, go out and check out Cozy (@cozy)—it’s a blog we created to embrace a little escapism. Otherwise, be sure to give Ditch the Label (@ditchthelabel) a follow if you’re interested in the tools and guidance they will be providing starting May 4.
One last thing: If you or someone you know are struggling and don’t know where to turn to, here’s a list of free counseling services located all over the world
Do your best to take care of yourself, Tumblr. <3
I Am A Disease
I feel like a disease
Bad always follows me.
Forever running
Always cunning.
Happiness is just within reach
But I'm a diseased leech.
Always thinking of the negative
Why can't I be positive?
Once I was free
To be anything I wanted to be.
Now I'm caged within
Fighting this disease again.
Always giving to others
Trying to make up for my mother.
Forever trying to heal
I do not know how to deal.
Childhood trauma
All started due to my momma.
The disease I was born with
Forever I'll always down a fifth.
Someday I will die
By then I'll learn to fly.
The disease will consume me
Because the disease is what makes me.
By Wendi Boyers
I guess this is how I’m processing what we’re all going through right now. I had the stray thought, “What is Spider-Man doing during all this?” and this happened. On the one hand, it’s kinda sloppy and inconsistent, but on the other hand, I had the idea Sunday night and I’m posting this Wednesday night. 5 color pages in 4 nights is pretty good work. Anyway. Hope everyone’s safe out there.
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Sometimes I like to take pics of nature.
Cold Death
Slowly my fingers become numb,
I'm vigorously rubbing them,
Wasting valuable energy,
How long has it been?
The wind picks up,
Blowing trees from side to side,
Causing powdered snow to fall,
Sparkling like diamonds through the sun.
My fingers have lost all feeling,
Frantically placing them between my legs,
In a final attempt,
To bring feeling back.
Its starting to get dark,
I find a place near the cliff,
Breaking off branches,
Laying them against the cliff base,
I now have shelter.
The sun is gone,
Not a cloud in the sky,
I lay in the fetal position,
Staring at the full moon,
Hanging like a night light in the sky.
Slowly I become too cold to move.
I am unable to stretch out,
I cannot feel my face,
Slowly I loose consciousness.
A howl is heard in the distance.
Crunching of snow is heard,
As large paws are getting closer,
Drawn to the smell of my fear,
Excreted in my urine,
In a desperate attempt for warmth.
Howls are heard,
Signaling food has been found,
A small scream erupts, Echoing through the still night,
Followed by snarls and growling,
And a victorious howl.
I watch in horror,
As the wolves close in,
Drool dripping from their jaws,
A large black one heads for me,
Opening his huge snarling jaws,
A sharp pain followed by my shout,
Then darkness and coldness,
The cold has consumed me in death.
By: Wendi Boyers
Overcoming Darkness
Since I was little
Life's been so cruel.
Made me so brittle
Darkness has become my rule.
All smiles are rarely real
A small price I pay.
Like looking for my next meal
Living life day by day.
Growing up being teased
Teased for my looks.
Constantly trying to appease
The almighty Gods from books.
I've lost my way
No longer living.
Taking things day by day
Always giving.
On the outside
I'm the nicest.
While on the inside
Negativity exists.
Picturing those who cross me
Implode upon one glance.
In some monstrosity
Loosing their chance.
While I continue to struggle
To find what is normal.
I feel like a mere muggle
Something extremely paranormal.
Someday I hope to find
My mere meaning.
While making the daily grind
Slowly finding I am weaning.
Darkness is fading
The weight slowly lifting.
I can finally start grading
Understanding my gifting.
The abilities I was given
To make it through the hell.
I can hope to be forgiven
That all can be well.
As I start to climb out
Of the darkness deep.
I can finally shout
Here comes eternal sleep.
By: Wendi Boyers
Too Much
I love too much
Try to hard
Put my all into things
For I'm a loving soul.
Yet I can't love myself
I don't try to fix myself
I'm always putting me second
Never putting me first
I give too many chances
Care too much
For the wrong people
Cut myself short
When is my time
When will someone treat me
With kindness and respect
Point out my flaws
Help me to work on myself
Show they truly care
Does no one act as I do
Does no one care for anyone other than themselves
Our children should come first
Yet they come second
Sometimes they come last
God help us
Help us to love ourselves
So we know when we're cut short
So we can put those who mean the most
Where they should be
Only then can we truly love
And be loved and treated
How we expect to be
By loving ourselves as much as we love our expectations
By: Wendi Boyers

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Self Harm
Every time I'm caused pain
By someone I hold dear.
I have to cause myself physical pain
To match the emotional pain caused.
At first I cry and question
Why me? What did I do?
Do I really deserve this pain?
Why do I still care even?
They continue to repeat the process
Giving empty apologies.
Repeating to cause me internal pain
What do they have to gain?
Slowly the heat rises
My head tingles
At first I have vocal outburst
Punching anything near by.
When I feel no pain in my hand
I start to shake and get tingly
Its like my soul is outside,
Watching my body acting.
I watch with fear
As my body takes my head
Repeatedly screaming in a voice
That is almost demonic.
Bashing the forehead against a wall
Then against a door
Finally taking my fists
And hitting myself.
In an effort to fight
I feel as though my soul
Is yanked back into my body
Frantically looking.
I find a pair of scissors,
I grab these feeling the fight.
Mind against body.
Soul against an unknown entity.
I open the scissors,
I hear the demonic "No!"
Shaking my hand struggles.
My arm is fighting.
I out stretch my arm.
One swipe not so hard.
An internal scream is heard.
I swipe again.
This time digging deep
Red crimson flows from the slash.
"What have you done?!"
The demonic voice screams.
Suddenly the scissors
Are torn from my grasp.
My body jerks
Then relaxes.
The demonic voice says
"Until next time!"
I'm filled with so much
Relief, guilt, too much.
What have I done?
I collapse to the floor.
Covering my face with both hands
I sob uncontrollably.
Tears mix with crimson
The mixture runs down my arm
I'm handed a tissue
I look up into eyes.
Filled with love and hate
How can the one who triggers
The release of this internal demon
Try and be so caring?
Especially after all this.
They saw everything.
They watched me scream and fight.
They called me crazy and unstable.
I just want to release the demon.
Allow it to consume me.
Yet I'm afraid.
Afraid of the damage it'll cause.
So harming my physical body
Each and every time
The demon is triggered and released.
Is the only way to control it.
I wear the scars.
Ashamed of the demon inside.
I keep this person at a distance.
Because they are its key....
By: Wendi Boyers
Break Free
Trapped in a mind so cold,
Dying to become more bold,
Even with a heart of gold,
My security has begun to fold.
Constantly pleasing everyone,
Why does my life feel so gone?
I'm dying to be the one,
With the strength of that someone.
Yet the noise is such,
That it's just too much,
Unable to feel my minds touch,
That I cannot find my crutch.
I just want peace,
For this all to cease,
When will I create the crease?
So I can give my piece.
I'm in an eternal dungeon,
Noises piercing like a gun,
Where is the sun?
Why hasn't happiness begun?
Constantly reminded of the abuse,
From every selfish use,
Looking for an excuse,
Dying to find my inner muse.
Some day soon,
I'll be rid of the goon,
And dancing to a different tune,
Underneath the bright full moon.
Free from this internal hell,
Able to finally ring my bell,
Fresh air I will finally smell,
It's them who have finally fell.
No more will their evil desire,
Burn me with their fire,
I have begun to fight dire,
To be able to rise even higher.
I will finally see the light,
With each new height,
I will continue to fight,
Until my soul shines bright!
By: Wendi Boyers
All poems here are my own work.
Good Bye
She is hurting,
Trusted too much,
Let down time and again,
Broken promises,
Lack of action.
She tried too hard,
Even with every red flag,
Tried harder and harder,
Opened her heart,
Let down her walls.
She lost respect,
With each let down,
Growing further apart,
Learning to love herself,
Slowly distancing.
She loves you yes.
Not the love you want,
A friendship type of love,
But most of all,
A love for herself,
For her family.
She will miss you,
The good times cherished,
Focusing on her children,
Spending needed time with family,
Rediscovering who she actually is,
Because even with the good,
Who she truly is was lost.
She needs to find herself,
Love her kids first,
Herself second,
Family neglected,
Calm the anger within,
Of how she sacrificed so much,
For you with nothing in return.
She wishes you the best,
Find who you truly are,
Focus on your family,
Build your strength,
Learn to live alone,
And be truly happy.
She says goodbye,
Take care in this world,
Wishes you the best,
God willing,
May you find the happiness,
That compliments you,
Making you feel whole again.
By: Wendi Boyers

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Mindful Prison
Some days are dark
A black hole sucking me in.
I struggle to break free
But my feet are tied.
A captive of my own mind
My never ending sentence.
Will I ever be sane?
Will this darkness ever end?
I hear growls all around me
The smell of sulfur fills the air.
Still I'm being pulled
Into this hole deeper and deeper.
I scream for help
A cry so loud.
Yet it falls on deaf ears
No one can hear me.
I pray silently
Sobbing uncontrollably.
When will this end?
My eternal prison within.
By: Wendi Boyers
Lost Love
I don't know what to do.
I loved you more than myself.
I focused solely on you.
I was trying to help you.
Find yourself.
Find what makes you happy.
Find the fight within.
Find happiness with your kids and us.
You were distant.
You were selfish.
You were egotistical.
You were my everything.
Staying with you hurts more.
Staying alone seems peaceful.
Staying focused on my kids.
Staying focused on finding ME.
I loved your soul.
I loved your strength.
I loved your personality.
I loved your mind.
Your past haunts you.
Your past does not define you.
Your past is behind you.
Your past needs to go.
Focus on yourself.
Focus on contact with your kids.
Focus on friendship.
Focus on God most of all.
All that's needed is space.
All should be respected.
All words should be followed by actions.
All real love will never fade and return to each other.
The timing is all wrong.
The heart is empty.
The mind is a shamble.
The love will return eventually.
The time will come when we reunite hopefully.
I will always love you.
I will cherish the time we shared.
I will respect the lesson you have taught me.
I will above all else love myself first.
By: Wendi Boyers