Strength is a mindset


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Fortunately for you I’m strong.  Like a tree I lose bark but endure… I have branches cut and names carved on my chest….and yet I still sprout leaves and shield you from the rain…  fortunately for you…. I am stronger than you will ever be….

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Poetry of the disappointed


Woeful is my man who is wilful in dark deeds,
For the lessons in blackened charred rags come get him soon.

Broken hearted and weary am I, his teacher. 

My emotions he conquers and soul he pierces with words of molten steel… lessons unlearned lesions instead.

I am just a soul… confused and broken.  Searching for my home… looking to be loved, cared, treated sweet and sweetly treated…

I have a sugar mouth and a penchant for affection… to be enveloped and held while I get intoxicated by love so deep… it warms my reality and captivates my dreams…

Alas… I’m not wanted here… My man was never mine, but his own… cold like a sheet of ice on once calm waters…

Rejected dejected expected… to conform but I can’t….  I need to be myself… not covered like a bitch, not controlled… But free…

a soul trying to heal…