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It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)

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You probably don't understand me. You probably never will. I can tell you that my brain is scattered and to the brim it is filled with madness. My mind is never the same. I'm constantly changing. Forever. I can tell you that I'm a writer. I'm a poet. I know it. I can tell you… Continue reading It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)

May I Have This Dance, My Demon?

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Come here. Take my hand. Let's dance for awhile. Hold me tight with all your might and maybe... I'll stand closer. Hold me tighter... like our life depends on it, like the air in our lungs depends on it. Wrap your fingers around mine. I don't care how tired I am anymore. Take my hand. Let's… Continue reading May I Have This Dance, My Demon?

The Road to Self Love

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Learning to love myself again means...   Speaking my truth, not being afraid. Remembering parts of myself that I got rid of because a man didn't like me that way. Reintroducing myself to the parts of me that I ignored/ pushed to the side for so many years all because I wanted to make a… Continue reading The Road to Self Love

“A monster’s lullaby,” no.111

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Photo by mason cook on Pexels.com     When I come out of it My hands are shaking And my arms feel like dead weight. My mind is asleep. I can't quite think straight. When I come out of it I know that my  monsters have finally left To briefly rest. Oh, how I wish… Continue reading “A monster’s lullaby,” no.111