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I'm a poet and I can't even write my usual depressive anecdotes anymore, I've been abandoned by my mother, dumped by my boyfriend on Easter, backstabbed by my best friend of 5 years, my godmother died, my sister nearly died last year, my father nearly died last year as he suffered another heart attack, I can't work cause I can't afford to get there, I'm more like a mum to my two younger sister than their big sis and I'm just so very depressed and alone. I'm 18 years old, have been for six months, I haven't been out in all that time cause I can't afford it, I can't even listen to my music because my stereo's broken and I can't afford to fix it, I can't even see my friends cause they live so far away and are always so busy. I would still be drinking if I could afford it, I feel like I'm cracking up and I'm all alone...
My dad is working all the time just to keep the roof over our heads, every second week I don't eat so my sisters can (most of the time they can) I can't get into study cause we can't afford it and I'm so depressed no one will give me a job even if I could get there. Can somebody please help me?
I don't want to burden my family with my problems. I hoped by now that my father wouldn't have to work as hard but now he has to work three times as hard without mum helping to pay bills. I'm 18 so I get paid minimum wage no matter where I go, it's about $10 an hour and I barely get 20 hours a week! Plus I have my two sisters to care for since my dad is on nightshift four nights a week. I get $207 from centrelink a fortnight, like they think I can survive on that or something! I don't know what to do anymore...
Since you were so giving to share your beautiful heart and words, I wrote a little something for you...
( I gigle, because I do not posses the incredible talent that you have been blessed with, but I share with you anyway , in hope that some sun peaks through.
I know that I can make it
I know that I can make it
Even during those dark moments when I think “I just can’t take it”
There are clouds above my head, but with the sun peaking through
I will stare at the sunshine and work through the rain and all it's dew
And through all trials, I know I will sustain
A peace and tranquility, that is mine to behold
And I never ever will allow myself to fold
Because in this big huge world, in this far away land
There are people who truly care and who will take my hand
I shared my heart, and to my surprise, they truly seem to understand
I know that I can make it, although, the road seems long
I have an inner strength that will never abandon me or do me wrong
I think I can finally smile at the world today
Because I realized, I can make it, just taking it day by day.
Since you were so giving to share your beautiful heart and words, I wrote a little something for you...
( I gigle, because I do not posses the incredible talent that you have been blessed with, but I share with you anyway , in hope that some sun peaks through.
I know that I can make it
I know that I can make it Even during those dark moments when I think “I just can’t take it”
There are clouds above my head, but with the sun peaking through I will stare at the sunshine and work through the rain and all it's dew
And through all trials, I know I will sustain A peace and tranquility, that is mine to behold And I never ever will allow myself to fold
Because in this big huge world, in this far away land There are people who truly care and who will take my hand I shared my heart, and to my surprise, they truly seem to understand
I know that I can make it, although, the road seems long I have an inner strength that will never abandon me or do me wrong
I think I can finally smile at the world today Because I realized, I can make it, just taking it day by day.
In my thoughts,
Allheart
Wow, that was powerful, Allheart and very well spoken! It would seem that you and Monique have quite a bit in common in sharing thoughts! I know that what you have written has touched me in a special way!
monique, spirits never die. if your spirit was crushed/died, you would not be speaking to us would you?
and as allheart said, you are never alone! there are always people willing to help you, to love you even.
As long as you keep trying, you are never defeated, and as long as you live, you can always keep trying.
just remember, no matter how bad things are, someone has endured and overcome worse, and if they can do it, so can you! all people are wonderful and beautiful in their own way and are capable of overcoming any obstacle!
good luck, but i really hope you can pick yourself up, and i really hope you keep persevering with life and never give up, because when you do that, you make your own good luck.
Believe it or not, my dear.. you are worth it! Your poems are painfully beautiful. If you would have a care-free life, I don't think your talent would have developed as fully as it has.
Most talented people, such as actors,writers, poets, scientists.. and helpful people such as most therapists today have gone through a terrible childhood - just the experience alone made them determined to be better and not give up - it actually helped them in their determination to develop and grow into the persons they are now. I know doctors who wanted to become doctors because someone in their own family suffered terrible illnesses - it drove them to search for answers to help others.
Just think, if I gave up at your age, I would not now have the chance to experience my grandson... even if it is only a little while because I have cancer and will not last the year. I still don't give up and enjoy every minute that I get a chance to be with him and my daughter. Those few moments make up for all the pain I experience 24 hours mostly through other illnesses too. That is why I don't plan on surgery or chemo - because I want to go with love, warmth and dignity and not in a cold and sterile hospital. There were many times in life where I could have given up but I am glad that I did not, no matter what came at me - (childbeating from my mother, rape, spouse abuse, mobbing at work, and painful illnesses just to name a few) I always kept that glimmer of hope that would not let me throw myself away because I truley believe that each and every one of us has a right to be here and we also have the right to try and make the best of our lives no matter what is thrown our way to try and stop us or take away that hope.
Don't let anything get in your way, keep the faith, and by all means use that beautiful talent of yours to the fullest. Submit your poems and maybe you will be rewarded emotionally and financially with this talent.
I for one wish you all the best and hope sincerely that you will embrace your family and build your strength and stamina in every way possible.
We will not give up on you, so stay with us with determination.
Life can really suck, but I wouldn't trade the good times I was blessed with and the strength it gave me.
I'm a poet and I can't even write my usual depressive anecdotes anymore, I've been abandoned by my mother, dumped by my boyfriend on Easter, backstabbed by my best friend of 5 years, my godmother died, my sister nearly died last year, my father nearly died last year as he suffered another heart attack, I can't work cause I can't afford to get there, I'm more like a mum to my two younger sister than their big sis and I'm just so very depressed and alone. I'm 18 years old, have been for six months, I haven't been out in all that time cause I can't afford it, I can't even listen to my music because my stereo's broken and I can't afford to fix it, I can't even see my friends cause they live so far away and are always so busy. I would still be drinking if I could afford it, I feel like I'm cracking up and I'm all alone...
My dad is working all the time just to keep the roof over our heads, every second week I don't eat so my sisters can (most of the time they can) I can't get into study cause we can't afford it and I'm so depressed no one will give me a job even if I could get there. Can somebody please help me?
I don't want to burden my family with my problems. I hoped by now that my father wouldn't have to work as hard but now he has to work three times as hard without mum helping to pay bills. I'm 18 so I get paid minimum wage no matter where I go, it's about $10 an hour and I barely get 20 hours a week! Plus I have my two sisters to care for since my dad is on nightshift four nights a week. I get $207 from centrelink a fortnight, like they think I can survive on that or something! I don't know what to do anymore...
I can kinda relate to your situation, but not entirely. My birth mom gave me up for adoption when I was 2, after my father died. Then she completely left me this year. All I have is my boyfriend and myself. my advice to you at this point would be, don't lose for dieing, don't give up, just wait and it'll all get better
The following link is about the poetry institute of Australia and it seems they award cash prizes for winning entries.Thought you might like to look into it. http://www.art-search.com.au/qld/art...inment/poetry/
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I hope you find courage to go on in such hard times with all these wonderful people here to support you.
Yeah I guess, I love to write, it's my favourite thing in the world unless I'm studying sharks I'm usually writing poetry. I want to be a poet and get published but it's so difficult cause there isn't a big market for poetry, no one really reads it anymore. I don't write about things I'm not passionate about and I think a lot of teenagers could actually relate to it if I could just get published but I need a Literary agent for it and when I tried to contact one via emails, they never get back to me and that's a real let down for me cause I really care about what I'm writing.
It's not just about words or messages, I pour my heart and soul into what I write and when someone tells me it means nothing, there's nothing that hurts me more than that...
Yeah I guess, I love to write, it's my favourite thing in the world unless I'm studying sharks I'm usually writing poetry. I want to be a poet and get published but it's so difficult cause there isn't a big market for poetry, no one really reads it anymore. I don't write about things I'm not passionate about and I think a lot of teenagers could actually relate to it if I could just get published but I need a Literary agent for it and when I tried to contact one via emails, they never get back to me and that's a real let down for me cause I really care about what I'm writing.
It's not just about words or messages, I pour my heart and soul into what I write and when someone tells me it means nothing, there's nothing that hurts me more than that...
, in hope that some sun peaks through.
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