And with a sincere smile,
she looked to the stars knowing the future was worthwhile, even, with a thousand scars.
ting is threading your life thro ugh a ne edle and if you sew secrets you'll get po ke d a l i t t l e .
a man a woman, two people to create you. But it only takes one to break you. I know how it feels to be broken, to be the discarded experiment, to be left. It feels your half complete. You have a head but haven’t feet.
Widespread rain descended
In the corner of my dreams; A monsoon of drenching relief; A tide to wash the slate clean. I am a woman now; Not a girl. And all of the wounds I’ve won Unfurl across my body And my soul Like shiny medals of valor Or one, fragile, papyrus scroll. And thus garbed, and so adorned, I will wade through the cooling waters of This cleansing storm. Widespread rain descended Filling my outstretched arms; Quenching the memory of the battle; Bringing the strength to end the war. I am worthy now. I am enough. And in my hand, I crush the dust Of guilt, of shame, Releasing these bitter grains To the absolution that comes with The drumming of The rain.
Much like the stars
My light from the past Is only now reaching me
I'm at peace with my past.
Being open blows
Blah blah, talking, feelings, blah Verbal vom session
On the topic of therapy.
I need to recall
What it felt like to look up And always see hope