Lolly Vieira

Joined May 2021

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Bio

Welcome to my page where I make sense of all the facets of myself through poetry and short stories.

I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.

https://linktr.ee/lollyslittlelovelies

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The Power of Words
My words can cut like knives Or heal wounded souls They have the power To enact dynamic change So I must choose them wisely
By Lolly Vieiraabout a month ago in Poets
My Side
Why do you want to be me? Is that projection I see? So intimidated and jealous But you claim that it's me With all seeing eyes, it's time to see
By Lolly Vieira2 months ago in Poets
I just fuckin explode (sometimes when I'm alone)
Sometimes when I'm alone In my car with the windows rolled up I scream as loud as I can While driving 60mph on the highway
By Lolly Vieira5 months ago in Poets
Mothering with Mental Illness
some days I don't know who I am I confuse myself with my bipolar disorder or my manic depression or the frantic breaths in my chest as the world spins
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
Mania
my manic episodes drive me to different states sometimes they use up all the gas in my tank and money in my bank on impuslive euphoria
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
Alive
there is a world of terror between my temples the sacred shaking and sweating of my palms is a testament to it shadowed figures of failure cloaked in confusion dragging daggers doused in poison and I bare and bruised stand on quivering knees and clanking bones of a skeletal disaster braving the world outside of the closet graciously crawling on shattered atrial pieces bloodied hands grasping for a sliver of sanity constantly flicking a fluidless lighter in a vast tunnel of trouble but some how eventually and inevitably the sun always rises again courage begins to pour from my cardiac arrest and adrenaline pumps through my body and spills out of the holes in my sides some how I always make it out alive
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
The Cost of Loving You
Who knew the cost of loving you was so high I'm a broke bitch Can't scratch your itch My wallet is empty but You'd be worth every penny cuz
By Lolly Vieiraabout a year ago in Poets
I am the Humming Bird
I am this light humming bird full of grace and emanating peace the essence of tranquility supremely serene its wings are a blur
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Fed Up
I can't keep living life with this knife up against my neck. But this strife is the price. Debtor's come to collect. I'm a fucking wreck.
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Tired
working and struggling every day coping, trying to manage my way wading through fear and doubt always further in never see the way out
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Blueberry by Lolly Vieira
I'm staring at the blueberry under the chair. It's not fresh anymore. Dog hair and dirt are stuck to it as the juices slowly leak out in a circle around it.
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
Guilt Ridden
It weighs in my stomach like I swallowed an anchor. Rusted into my lower colon, it's simultaneously a hanging picture frame on my frontal lobe
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets

Lolly Vieira

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The Power of Words

My Side

I just fuckin explode (sometimes when I'm alone)

Mothering with Mental Illness

Mania

Alive

The Cost of Loving You

I am the Humming Bird

Fed Up

Tired

Blueberry by Lolly Vieira

Guilt Ridden

Stories (81/0)