Annette Willis AKA Nettie Willis-Love
Updated: Wed, 26 Jun 2019 12:10 am
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Biography
Behind a smile is someone fighting to stay alive. To see value in herself. Yo find one thing beautiful. Everything you tell your daughter or son they will believe. Bulimia self harm suicide in a teenager is tragic. I was not the first and I sadly won’t be the last. There is a lonely child crying inside to be loved. When they are rejected by the person who is supposed to protect them they give up. They fail and fall. I don’t have parents. I don’t know what it’s like to be loved by your mother. My father abandoned me and my mother just didn’t like me so in the end she ridiculed and bullied. So I became what I was told I was worthless. Then slowly and painfully I learnt to pick up my broken parts and rebuild myself in to someone I liked. I accepted my invisible illness as part of me and am learning to love it. No one else’s opinion matters not Evan family’s . I was thrown out at 16 living in a dirty room with no hot water and a boyfriend that beat me daily. I was sad alone and afraid and still my mother turned her back and said to stay gone. It’s been a long road many failures many breakdowns and little love or support. I am here I am standing tall and I’m learning that I deserve a life that is not always so hard. The joy I find in my simple life with those who love me and my dogs bring some peace and comfort in my life. I hope you enjoy the poetry and my book witch is a journey of hope and strength to all affected by theses issues. Love and many many thank you s to those who give me hope along the way. here is the place I sit with my dogs and gain inspiration for my poetry under the Malvern Hills . I’m pleased to meet you all. Love your friend Nettie AKA The Loving Poet
Samples
Fellow warrior Our lives are not on the same pathway and yet in you I fined support and care We have not met and yet we speak indirectly through our art and thoughts Warriors are we so many all over the globe No ones story more painful or important than another's all as precious as each other Only ego can get in the way of our truth and love and in this journey there is no space for it Only honest hearts and minds can truly be with another when their darkness comes You have held my spirit High when I was crashing down you don't Evan see it What I see in you with my eyes You say only deep thought things you never loose your cool and yet you silently are suffering too Thank you fellow warriors bloggers poets friends To all my invisible sufferers I want you to know I see you and love you for your imperfections that are beautiful to me ©️®️thelovingpoet©️2019
Poem: You Don't Know Me!
You don't know me! You think you do, but you don't You never saw what lay beneath Only the surface only the shell You say you see me But you can not see what scares you so I make you feel and you run away Only superficial love you gave You don't know me and who I am You just aren't that deep Your not a good man You took one look at my eyes and thighs You thought like you I told dirty lies You thought you knew me , but you never did You judged me on what you saw not felt My heart has seen the darkest of days My soul tormented in the scariest of ways You saw it in my eyes The sadness of a thousand lives You thought you knew me but you don't A mysteries women to you I seemed I was anything but that So simple to please Honesty I wanted from you That's all An honest love That would shine a light were darkness once was But you Dragged me down to the devil himself But I rode up out of the gates of hell Away from your demons And evil ways I flew away like a bird And out of ashes a flower grew I left you behind to rot in that place That is karma my friend Do not look for my face You thought you knew me but You don't ©️®️thelovingpoet©️2016
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