I’ve lost track
Because that’s what happens
When the frequency of an event
Is high.
None were the same,
But all had the same ill intent.
Something along the lines of
This body is mine to use
You owe me this
I’ll get what I want.
The flashbacks come like waves,
Changing intensity with the moon.
Much of my life has held the essence of the moon.
I’d sit asking for guidance,
Relief, happiness, help.
It took some time,
My prayers had a way to travel.
Now I sit warmly with the moon,
Discussing how
This is my body to use
I owe myself this
I’ll get what I want.
And through gaining my power back,
The waves calm,
And I thank the moon.
Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 8:39 AM UTC
I’ve lost track
Because that’s what happens
When the frequency of an event
Is high.
None were the same,
But all had the same ill intent.
Something along the lines of
This body is mine to use
You owe me this
I’ll get what I want.
The flashbacks come like waves,
Changing intensity with the moon.
Much of my life has held the essence of the moon.
I’d sit asking for guidance,
Relief, happiness, help.
It took some time,
My prayers had a way to travel.
Now I sit warmly with the moon,
Discussing how
This is my body to use
I owe myself this
I’ll get what I want.
And through gaining my power back,
The waves calm,
And I thank the moon.
Why would I want to keep count anyway
My body holds the scars.
It was so many people
At different points in life.
And yet, here I am.
Healing, stronger. Happy.
