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Spicy Digits
Poems
Dec 2018
One in a million and a million ripening fruits of colour
And the times changed from rage to solace
to watching lilacs intensify with love
Safety of the heart has been my cure, the catalyst
and science of healing the nourishing water
And when I am safe I am every bud awakening,
the trees whisper to each other my nickname
Glass spheres of dramatic scenes spin precariously
over my head, unbroken, a beautiful dancing mobile
Beliefs of self, of life, of others, of you, I cleansed as often
as sleep and darkness calmed my mind and repaired each cell
A chapter down, a lesson learned and an expanding mind
Is all that's needed to wash away the charred residue of ego
The times evolve unseen to the naked eye, but slow,
in such the way a larvae flickers to a queen bee of gold
I had mercury and sulphur coarsing through my veins
but the oils nourished my bones while I tore at my skin
My mind grew and stretched and tightened like a wormhole,
resistance was my protection but not my mother's milk
Every step my feet were cut by shards of angry memories
but the skin calloused each time and simply smirked, bemused
I have seen the hurricane,
I have caused the avalanche,
the firestorm met me where I lay in bed at sunrise
Yet here I am.
The journey through PTSD
#guilt
#shame
#love
#pain
#life
#hurt
#strength
#woman
Written by
Spicy Digits
35/F/Australia
(35/F/Australia)
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