Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.
Inner Child
Tag: poetry
Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
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Red
Red is the blood dancing through me and orange is my sunset.
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Where Is Nowhere?
Where is nowhere? On the edge of sanity, where all the color and magic resides?
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“We Are Your Revelation”
Sexual abuse, trauma; Leaves physical scars Too deep to ever leave.
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I Am
I am a poetess a prowess, a lioness ripping through emotions a shark in an ocean of sadness and incapable expression.
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When Sorrow Comes Home
So much they don’t know, like: How I do numeric license plate Reduction to get through traffic; How I count my breaths In grocery store lines to Stay in control of an Agoraphobic mind, or How my ear buzzes when Sound is too loud, and I cannot hear my own volume So my voice elevates … Continue reading When Sorrow Comes Home
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CORE: Chill Out. Remember Everything.
Chill Out. Remember Everything.
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2.0.1.9 Outro
I have dissected new sections of pain which remain in the hidden spaces of my brain.
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Skeletons Remain
Skeletons remain in the spaces beneath the pain. My brain becomes a seismograph of moving timelines and opportunities to rewind. I enter the dark caverns armed. This is no place for charm or niceties. This is a war to be fought by a single army. I am one with what was formed. I go quiet … Continue reading Skeletons Remain
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With Un-Shattered Mind
With Un-Shattered Minds We Will Rewind
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