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Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.

Gemma Iversen

Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Angry Beautiful Person Study
Call me reckless, call me hopeless, say it to me, implore. Call me feckless, call me helpless, call me all those things and more. All I ask if that you heed the one good reason you’re ignored. Judge me all you like, its not you I do this for.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hope Ignore Judgement Myself Name Reason
I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Audacity Feeling Myself Short
Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Appearance Beyond Brightness Deep Existence Happiness Myself
But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Cage Heart Myself Protection
She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Herself Life Meaning Misery Pain
Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Color Myself Sorrow Surprise Wreckage
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Angry Fools Myself Reaction Shame
And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Arms Comfortable Myself Safety Search Skin
I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Act Confession Language Light Mindset Myself Room Silence Soul Teasing
Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Attitude Break Up Fly Freedom Lost Relationship Yourself
With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Body Bruise Guard Hold Lips Past Skin Writing
Still, I wrote. Even when the police where coming. Even when my whole body hurt, and the slightest sound would make me quake.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Body Hurt Myself Police Sound Writing
I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Build Freedom Healing Myself Storm Wings
I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Care Job Money Myself Person Relationship Wreckage Yourself
You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Charm Warm Yourself

Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.

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