Healing Journey
Sending pictures,
Sending texts,
Looking for love,
Looking for validation.
Trying to live up to everyone else’s expectations.
Hoping for love.
Looking for acceptance.
What is this life without outside validation.
Here me out.
Here me now.
See me fully.
See me wholly.
I am lost.
I am naked.
I am broken.
I am aching.
Cure me.
Fix me.
Heal me quickly.
The pains of this torture are slowly killing me.
Let me be.
Let me grow.
The only way is for me to be alone.
Find me lost.
Find me sad.
Leave me broken,
Leave me be.
I am healing,
I am picking up the scattered pieces of what’s left of me.
-M.
Taunting Waters
You challenged me with your mist.
Along your path, you hissed.
A roar, a flow, a gravitating blow, there was no release to your taunting.
Right by you, I walked.
I could smell you, without an effort or a thought.
As you reached my toes, you bellowed out more of your rough talk.
The thought of following you out, amongst your depths, is still a thought, a very daunting thought that is quite haunting.
-M.
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