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I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.

Jessica Wilde

I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
JESSICA WILDE

Help Mess Myself Name Slow Soul Voice
Time aches- my words break as if they’re the wings of a captured butterfly as if they’re the seconds that keep ticking by as if they’re embers that refuse to ignite.
JESSICA WILDE

Break Ignite Refusal Time Word
I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
JESSICA WILDE

Death Feeling Heart Myself Pain Pretend
I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
JESSICA WILDE

Agony Garden Growth Hope Myself Stone
Fireside and free, tangled up in curiosity, dripping in holy honesty, drawing in pure ecstasy, exploring possibilities – a cabin in the woods.
JESSICA WILDE

Curiosity Explore Freedom Honesty Possible Wood
I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Current Myself Try
And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
JESSICA WILDE

Bright Different Shine Sun Time Warm World
I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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Feeling Known Love Yourself
Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
JESSICA WILDE

Close Mentality Myself State True
You break everything you touch. Why was I surprised when you broke me too?
JESSICA WILDE

Break Surprise Touch Yourself
Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
JESSICA WILDE

Break Dreams Enchant Ourselves Wings
Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.
JESSICA WILDE

Breathe Love Morning Snow Yourself
Expanding like the universe, I discovered galaxies within. To break glass ceilings: Breath in trust, exhale doubt-beckon bravery.
JESSICA WILDE

Brave Breathe Discover Expand Galaxy Myself Universe
Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
JESSICA WILDE

Growth Home Journal Lost Mark Measurement Mom Myself Scars Wall
I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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Learning Love Myself People
The sea calls to me – she promises to set me free, it’s tempting- losing myself in her vastness allowing her to swallow me whole, beckoning me to make her deep darkness my forever home.
JESSICA WILDE

Call Forever Home Myself Promise Sea Swallow

I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.

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