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People who fight
their battles alone
either lose the battle
or lose themselves.
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
grace
sometimes
my life feels like chaos
I can't feel my body
I can't hear my own thoughts
and I come back to myself in horror
because I've lost it all

life works slowly
everything feels like a puzzle
being put together
I'm beginning to feel more complete
I'm beginning to see myself clearer
seeing myself as a work of art
a human being
not a human doing

clarity comes to me
like a gust of wind
rushing through my hair

like being in the ocean
and swimming towards the sky
my lungs have hurt
from holding my breath for so long
but I see the light through the surface of the water
and you can bet your *** that when I reach the top
I'll take the grandest gasp of air
anyone has ever taken in
and it will be beautiful
I'll laugh like a child
I'll laugh beautiful exhaustion
I'll laugh because I will feel
I'll laugh because I will feel so alive
I'll laugh because I'm glad I am
i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall


©IGMS
when there is no one there to catch them...




they are the strongest, bravest and
saddest things I've known :(

PS:
-the thought "the rain are not afraid to fall" were not from me . :)
Emptiness is like a shadow that you never really can get rid of
you can try and fill the void but filling it won't erase it
feeling it just distracts it
you try to think that things are good and finally going fine
but there's still this kind of void inside you that you can't erase
because it feels like it's written in permanent marker
Happy
that's what I told my therapist I wanted to be
Happiness was my goal
I used to think it was unfair how everyone seemed happy
everyone except for myself
at one point I thought I was happy but I wasn't
in fact I was never happy it was all masked with
endless money until it was gone
A year later I made no progress
and no matter how hard I tried
I still wasn't happy because my thoughts were consumed of
horrid things and in that moment I realize there was no turning back because I was a sad girl
I'm lost
Every now and then I'll try to convince myself
that I'll eventually be okay
But then the next day my thought change
and then I'm back to square one
Eye of bat and bowels of mice
Mixed into a cauldron cold as ice
Claw of rabbit, tooth of goat
Stir with a tale of a smelly stoat

Add two pints of stale perfume
Two rats whiskers and an ounce of misfortune
Ignite the mixture with a match
And burn it down to blackened ash

Gather the ashes and grind to powder
Add some Arsenic to make a chowder
Invite your enemies round for luncheon
No need to bludgeon with a truncheon

Sit back and watch the final show
Love your friends and **** all foe
This witches brew should do the trick
If they don't die they'll all be sick
I want to hold you

I want to kiss you
In my arms

I'll show you

The place
That will always

Be empty

Until
You finally come home.
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