You are authentic
You are brilliant,
Fashionably eccentric
And undoubtably resilient
But in my little world
I'll  protect you, baby girl
For you are slightly delicate
Like a long string of pearls
...amp..

Can we ever feel full?

Full of like, full of lust

Full of love, full of trust

Full of flirting, full of ***

Full of sorrow, full of drink

Full of stories, full of lies

Full of hello and ultimate goodbies

...amp...

Somewhere over the horizon
You think of me, as I walk
the path of memories,
each footstep setting one free.
...amp...

I gather up fists full of dignity
Power of self-help mantras
echoes their energy
"You are wondrous, you are strong,
You are honest, you did no wrong"
...amp...

This is something I wrote to commemorate the " International Day of the Elimination of Volence against Women, which was on November 25th..

I knew from his weight on the stairs
what was to become of me that night
But I had a plan, an exit, a way of flight
Our child was out of house, would never know
THAT is what I constantly told myself so...
And as HE banged the door against the wall
And tore off the blanket from my body
I pretended to be dazed, incoherently groggy
As his hand came down on me,
he suddenly fell backwards, quite sloppily
for he was far too drunk to see...
and when he grabbed my ankle as I tried to flee,
I used that bottle of pepper spray
you once gave me
I feverishly sprayed his eyes closed
Until that bottle dispensed no more
I fled as quickly as my feet could master
Down those steps faster and faster
I ran through the night, torn and shattered
to a place where I knew I would finally matter
To that shelter I used to walk by all those years ago
To a place of refuge, a home to mend my broken bones.
From that day on, I became another woman
I helped those who were once powerless, afraid and broken.
There is hope, you need to believe
You can stop the cycle, you can try to leave
...amp...




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I'm scrutinizing a burnt red sky
holding steady in the midnight sun.
Its colours dancing and swirling
till they flee and the day is done
...amp

I like it here, the quiet, the stillness.
The tranquility drapes my skin, flushes out my soul.
I need to come here quite often to reassess my infinite desire to control.
For here, amidst the smell of earth and the rustling of leaves, I become a simple Being, I become once again, me.
...amp

Someone once told me, if I were ever lonely, a book would be then my best friend.
And reading two or three simultaneously would feel like a party, squashing my solitude
and hopefully boosting my mood.

...AMP

Sometimes the best way to say something
May be to say absolutely
nothing

...amp