Expanding like the universe, I discovered galaxies within. To break glass ceilings: Breath in trust, exhale doubt-beckon bravery.
JESSICA WILDEWhen winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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I chip and carve until I’m a corpse – a bone with no marrow, or a sparrow without wings, a vein without wings, a vein without blood, a puppet with no strings.
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You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.
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I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
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Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
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I am fierce yet fragile – cradle me with care, I can shred your soul, light you on fire, or send you into the dark abyss – the difference between us is – I wouldn’t dare.
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Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
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My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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