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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.

Gemma Iversen

I wished for nothing more than the warm crushing of your hold. It would be strong enough to shield me from the world as I grew old.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hold Myself Protection Warm World Yourself
You pack your whole life away as many times as I have, and it’s no more than routine. But in you I’ve found a home, more so than anywhere I’ve been.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Home Life Myself Time
Burnt mirror, smeared glass. Do you like what you see? If my body is a temple, then my poetry is the darkest vestry. My mouth is a chalice, and these words are sacramental.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Body Burn Darkness Mirror Poetry Sacred See Temple Word
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
You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Deserve Love Worth Yourself
I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Audacity Feeling Myself Short
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
What’s the end game? Well, when hate is your agenda, and my own is but love, then this game is not one in which you feature, and my end, is a far-flung world from yours.
GEMMA IVERSEN

End Feature Game Hate Love Yourself
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beneath Love Moon Stars
Let me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Healing Sadness Soft Word Wound
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 can fade to darkness too. Through fear or want or need, its true. If only to escape the truth; that loneliness abides with you.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Darkness Fade Fear Lonely Need True Yourself
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
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
To all those I have loved and left, please know, it wasn’t you. For though I’d not wish you bereft, this heart seeks pastures new.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Up Connection Heart Love Myself Seek
I’ve brought myself back to life more times than I can remember. And when I say I brought myself back, I mean, I have clawed, clambered and coaxed myself from the precipice of self destruction.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hard Time Life Myself Remember Struggle Time

Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.

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