poetry
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Complex Trauma
Sometimes it feels like I can’t catch my breath I barely get my feet on the ground or get my head above water when I am caught off guard or pushed down again It feels never ending And this is complex trauma Repeatedly pushed under water by life without a chance to breathe deeply So Continue reading
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Broken Filter
It feels like the filter inside me is broken Instead of filtering out the bad and letting the good in It seems like it filters out the good and lets the bad in “The bad” far outweighs any good “The bad” means something is wrong with me even when the good is present “The bad” Continue reading
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To be with you
I’ve never found myself desiring a presence But your presence is wanted Not for attention or validation just to be with to be able to look over at you and smile to feel safe knowing you’re nearby to catch your brown eyes to roll my eyes at your cheesy jokes to be with you I’ve Continue reading
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Love is not Passive
You think because you say you “still” love them and show them kindness that you are good But your silence in the face of their suffering Your vote against their life Your blank eyes and trite answers in their questioning of their worth is killing them You can’t just passively love them because love is Continue reading
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Your Worth is LOUD
Tell me your story Have you been heard? Sing to me the notes that have been hidden and silenced Every word you say matters Let me heal you in this way Be the presence of safety and compassion you need Let me be a witness to your pain your most mundane thoughts I want to Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 