Nichole Nichole Deals with Reality Poetry Blog

Short poem on Negative Self-Talk Lies, deceit, self-harm, sabotage, destruction, They lay quietly in my head And explode in an instant...

Free Verse Poetry When you die, you will be confined to four walls. Why sit in a room all day consisting of four walls A confined box No...

A Poem/Song Eat me Alive Don’t let the stuff on the inside eat you alive, that’s what they tell me. The pain, the anguish, my mind races...

Short Poem with no feelings I don’t feel happy, sad, or glad. Very bland. I’m just here taking up space, moving through space, finding...

World Mental Health Week Oct 10th - Oct 14th The daily battle in my mental Am I worthy? Am I true to myself? Dark days of suicide...

As I heal and find myself it's a journey of tears that tell so many stories turned into testimonies. Those tears rolling down my cheeks...

I spoke my truth, you still shamed me I was wide open, and you still judged me You said this is the way, I say I’m still lost I exposed...

I Cry Blood Tears. When I cry its like BLOOD. The type of Tears that leave stains. The type of Tears that smell of defeat, that roll down...

He filled my insides with the unimaginable, the souls of other women he touched. Their pain, their agony, and his unsettled, never...

Are you good? No really are you good? I don’t mean just good for the day like yea I’m good, I woke up, I ate something, and I’m headed to...