Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
STEPHANIE BRIARWe usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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