My heart is
On fire
It burns like
Ember logs in
Pot belly stoves
And I can’t remember
When I was loved
Held
Revered
Adored
Save the moments
My sons gazed at me
With heartfelt eyes.
My heart is
On fire
Burning with the lies
The twisted goodbyes
The times when
Love would have
Made everything alright
But
Tonight I sleep alone
Under a moon
Where I feel at home
Because when eras end
New ones begin.
Vennie Kocsis
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Vennie Kocsis is a writer, artist, and survivor who uses her creativity to explore the depths of the human experience. Her writing is raw, honest, and thought-provoking, delving into themes of trauma, healing, and personal growth.
With a background in writing and a passion for storytelling, Vennie has written several books and articles on the topics of cult survival and trauma healing. Her work has been featured in publications such as “Escaping Utopia” by Dr. Janja Lalich, Book Riot’s Top 100 Cult Books, Bad Redhead Media, Shepherd’s Books and International Cultic Studies journal.
When she’s not writing, Vennie can be found making art, being still within herself, or spending time in nature. She believes that creativity and connection are essential to a fulfilling life, and she strives to inspire others to embrace their own unique paths.
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