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I am not broken;
It was just never safe to exist
In a world of abuse, lies and misogyny.

I am not broken;
I just wasn’t allowed to be who I always was
Underneath the armour I wore to survive.

I am not broken;
I don’t need to find myself or
Become someone new.

I am not broken;
I finally give myself permission
To feel and be the
Truly authentic me.
I am the beauty

That is my own

Just as I am the lens

~

Don't ask me how

These things I know

As I'd rather not pretend
alternative title - "Definition and Form: Take 2"
flourish fountain of youth
the future is yours
make waves with harmony
throw your pebbles
-into the centre of the pond.
With over forty
years apart
let’s pretend
it’s just a day
That time we’ve lost
and what it cost
to ignore
and look away

We can’t tunnel
through the heartache
but a bridge over
can be built
To put behind
those days unrhymed
with tomorrow
— yet unfelt

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
You were worried about
the storm, so you
invited it in,
wanting to control the
damage through your
kindness and friendship.
But you can't.
The storm doesn't have
a conscience.
It will never be a cute
pet on your leash.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn9IAYo0wZE
Here is a link to my YouTube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published book, Sleep Always Calls, available on Amazon.
Words cut deeper

than the sharpest
of knives.
Love will not survive
if not accompanied by trust.
In the back
of my mind
there’s a shadow
Covering
what’s never
to be

In the back
of my mind
there’s a memory
Reminding
what’s dearest
to me

In the back
of my mind
there’s a longing
Driving
me constantly
on

In the back
of my mind
there’s a mantra
Repeating
its message
— in song

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
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