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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.

Hannah Pearl

When words tripped off the side of your grin, I felt the statement slip toward my ear like the slide of a skateboard on griptape – how it led me to hate a sport I’ve never even tried.
HANNAH PEARL

Feeling Hate Myself Sport Try Word
Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARL

Power Replay Voice Yourself
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARL

Call Fall Impact Myself Right
Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
HANNAH PEARL

Believe Love Myself See
It wasn’t enough fading under surfaces, below waves, swollen pufferfish retracting this inflated love that not even you could believe in.
HANNAH PEARL

Believe Enough Fade Love Yourself
You ever stare at something so long the colors blend together? Even the most neutral tones take on a life of their own, fold themselves into shapes that morph into creatures – wolves and goblin.
HANNAH PEARL

Color Creature Dee Life Philosophy Stare Togetherness Yourself
I’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
HANNAH PEARL

Afraid Appearance Home Mirror Myself Woman
I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
HANNAH PEARL

Carry Day Face Hard Time Ignorance Myself Pain Struggle
I wait and wait and wait and god I am sick of waiting. To not see your face anymore. To not know the burden that belongs to you. To not imagine the window I looked through the night I found out.
HANNAH PEARL

Burden Face God Myself Night Sick Wait
You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
HANNAH PEARL

Empowerment Enough Ocean Safety Strong Yourself
Needle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
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Find Hard Incredible Map Road Small Yourself
It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
HANNAH PEARL

Heart Late Missing Open Time Yourself
I am hurting. I am angry. I am one hundred and thirty-two synonyms of regret, but atleast its proof that I was here.
HANNAH PEARL

Angry Hurt Myself Regret
If I had a wishing well, I’d wish you well. That the skies hold the key to all you’ve ever wanted, with or without me.
HANNAH PEARL

Hold Key Myself Sky
What a shame – how the taste of you could rot even the cedar and cypress. How you fooled the redwood into believing narcissus’ pond was made for two.
HANNAH PEARL

Believe Fools Shame Taste Water
Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
HANNAH PEARL

Count Myself Particle Reading Sky Stardom Yourself

You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.

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