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Tag: emotion
Processing Abandonment Emotions
I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore I am perfect.
I Am
I am a poetess a prowess, a lioness ripping through emotions a shark in an ocean of sadness and incapable expression.
2.0.1.9 Outro
I have dissected new sections of pain which remain in the hidden spaces of my brain.
Becoming: A Minute Spoken
The Woven Sea
My gold is woven in possibilities and endless patterns of emerging change.
A Different Kind Of Narcissist
I am a behavior watcher. I listen to words, and then I sit back and deeply observe the individual’s behavior.
Child Abuse Injuries
These are the days when my childhood haunts me; when my hips ache like they've been beaten with a mallet; when my neck goes tight all the way down to my lower back, and the irritation sits deep in my throat. These are the days I hold private, away from the possibilities of careless minds. … Continue reading Child Abuse Injuries
Underneath
Underneath the energy
Called skin I
Am weighted, a
Reinvented spawn of
Seeds processed through
Universal time.
Soul Theft
It happened early Tuesday morning. It has taken me this many days to verbalize it. Describing violent images is not an easy task. You see, the heart beats faster and faster. The head gets heavy. Hands shake. You close your eyes into short meditative moments, breathing and counting. Inhale. 1. 2. 3. 4. Exhale. 1. … Continue reading Soul Theft
The Runner
You see, every time I fall you leave, and I am here, bandaging new wounds, layering on salve to make the pain dispel. You have a story for every empty space. I sit with black abysses in mason jars, overlooked, a puppeteer with the strings cut. You can't understand the intricacy of these caves. … Continue reading The Runner
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