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Sep 2020
Being told over and over again that there is freedom in letting go leaves me feeling inept again in life.  
There is a space of void now that sends out a vibration to remind me of all I am not. All that I never was and how most of my love was spent on someone else’s lie.

The shadows still tease me, wanting me too take that leap of death.  But I’m to numb to move.  What do you do when your body is alive and your soul’s essence has been seared?  I can’t go to the Dr.,  I’ve prayed so hard I have a spiritual hernia.  Nothing takes away the ache.  Not one prayer has taken away that moment.
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Why am I invested in a lie?  It never was real so I’ve been told.  Yet those words hold no value to me.  It’s this feeling, deep inside my heart that remembers your soul’s imprint with mine.  I have to choice to live this life now by just standing still.

No one wins.
Tracey
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