Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
RENEE STONEHealing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
RENEE STONEPeople struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
RENEE STONEFlowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
RENEE STONETell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
RENEE STONEI escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
RENEE STONEIf I could reverse time, I would spend more time looking into what ailed my loved ones – would have learned more about medical gaslighting.
RENEE STONEWhen you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
RENEE STONEImagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
RENEE STONEMy body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
RENEE STONETo be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
RENEE STONEI grew up learning history about communities that would support their people (the idea that it takes a village), but all I see are so many people left on their own.
RENEE STONEI spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.
RENEE STONEWhen the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
RENEE STONEIt felt vulnerable to have people know my weaknesses, but there is so much strength from going back to the start and re-determining who you are.
RENEE STONEI can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
RENEE STONETo the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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