Tag: healing
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This is…
This is the part when I enjoy my life, It seems as if a coin was flipped. This is the part when I take over the script. The moment that my narrative is not In the hands of anyone else, Not filled with proclamations To narcissism, No longer defined by any Definition synonymous To unwell. …
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Perspective
Always an attention seeker, Always a gambler, a risk taker, It took more of a Subtle scenario of self-assured serenity Savagely seeking sympathy Yet expecting satirical smirks She could only erupt from her corrupt mindset After ambiguity became matter of fact that: She was falling apart. She could only reach for the sun Alone for…
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Evaporate
If you stare in the mirror too long, does your reflection seem to change? Your mirror, my mirrorNo filter.The imperfections are pretty clear. Tell me, what reflections do you pick up and carry home with you? Reflecting fragments of self,Glimmers of others,Carrying their shit, your shit,The world’s shit on your face. If you stay too…
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What’s she doin?
Without a care in the world That odd ass girl Sat on her patio Swaying from side to side the other day. Eyes red and puffy in that obvious way, She had been crying or something. Listen, that odd ass girl, That odd ass girl plays her music And gazes towards the sun, Walks that…
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54 Miles til Empty
Message Delivered. F**k. Can’t unsend. It’s been viewed, maybe I can still delete it. Post. Delete. Stupid social media measuring my worth again. Recreate. Edit. Post. Ah, there we go. Likes, laughs and little hearts. Good, that wasn’t too deep to post there. Spoken words cannot be retracted. Is it true? Are words spells? Can…
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“Collateral Damage” and “An Ode to the Narcissist“
“An Ode to the Narcissist” Oh narcissist, I hate you because I cannot hate you. No contact I retract For it’s true- I’m kinda like a reflection of you. Narcissist walk Narcissist talk The mask, When is it on again? Because maybe just maybe The empathy in me, Very childlike, Maybe what I see in…
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Spoken word video – “Resiliency”
I get it . You want to control You want to stifle me but see- My resiliency. From the time I was a child you, in various forms, tried to hold me mold me choke me Silence what’s inside But see.. The thing about resiliency.. I may have stumbled I may have fallen Short of…
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Show yourself, Grace
Aren’t we but a series of voices Relaying messages forward from different lifetimes? Am I not of my late great-grandmother, Who bought me a journal Just after a series of troubled teenage years? She said: “Whatever you do, don’t stop writing.” What did she see in me? Was it not the very same thing that…
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Who are you?
I want to be a voice that positively impacts society But I can’t if I’m a hypocrite. Bereft of hope Do standards eliminate sacrifice? The standards of love: In order to keep her must she be stifled or controlled? Must she be forced to research the roles that make her of more value? Can she…
Jusjess Poetry: Poetry and Other Expression in Written Art 