The verdant strands of silence Woke me in the morning walking through the mist and the breeze Outside the quiet lake of my spirit, I could hear the noise buzzing But I ignored it I got pretty good at ignoring it Today I felt my being and simply sank into it Blue on blue Deeper … Continue reading
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Here When It Hurts
I am not afraid of your pain. I can sit here comfortably with it, seeing you just as you are. It breaks my heart to see you hurting this way, but I am okay with that, too. Sometimes there is peace in it, if you feel it gently. Sometimes there is more hurt in trying … Continue reading
Layers
They see a beautiful portrait An illusion of grace They don’t see snapping jaws or clashing fangs They see what the monster makes She’s always kind and generous Unless you really know; The cauterization of her pain Happens so far deep below Perfection and criticism run before The hungry greed of anger On … Continue reading
Being Mine
You can’t keep me. Only I can keep me. And that’s both beautiful and terrifying. I am the possessor of my own soul and you can’t have a piece of me unless I say so. I can choose to take me back anytime I want.
Go
Two steps forward. Two steps back. Circle around and square your shoulders. Steady your focus straight on the horizon and take a deep breath. Take as many as you need. Then run, run. And jump.
