I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
ALETHEIA LIOLAThe only way I’ll ever choose to taste sweet love again, Is if he tells me, he loves my mind, and the way I use my pen.
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Clutching a burning match, he said “look, and she’ll explode”. Ignored the gas he poured; his match caused my implode.
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Endless consumption will not make you feel whole suffer, stained items are not good for the soul.
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On my worst days, I give the devil hell. On my best day, I hold a light for God to dwell.
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Sobriety is something I’ll never reach. There’s always another day, another urge to defeat.
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I survived because the fire I have inside me burns brighter than the fire that surrounds me forever thriving with blazing vitality.
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You can find beauty in the darkest of places. Be the light, my love. Bring smiles to their faces.
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How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say – Do I see, what is me? Or did his eyes lead me astray?
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My core; shook and rumbled. My being; awakened, humbled. My psyche; aligned, revives. My flesh; survived and thrives. This moment. The presence. A gift. Breathe. Smile. Be happy. Exist. Exhale. Relax. Surrender. Inspire. Inhale. Trust. Love. Respire.
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You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.
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So what do we say to each other is the language of unspoken? The words are sweet; the space is bitter or is this just the them I’ve chosen.
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A part of me died on the battlefield and a part of me was born. Vulnerability shed like peeling skin. Trust from my core was torn. I was caught between a disassembled heart and a young and fearful mind. I made peace with these pieces as I fell apart with the courage that I made mine.
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The child within; raised voice; fast heart; flinches. Flight response, with an attitude and broken hinges. The child within; tiptoes; eggshells. Heaven; hell. Still, she finds a quiet place, safe and tranquil; dwell.
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I think we all long for someone we can be disgustingly honest with, and for them to love us anyway, and stay.
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Only after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
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