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I am running all over,

Falling apart.

People talk at me.

Their eyes darting

Anywhere else but mine

Looking for escape.

And I tell myself I am fine,

There is nothing wrong,

But every message I get from humans

All around

Is i am not.

And I choke back the tears sometimes

And I laugh out loud at myself

Sometimes.

And they walk on,

Walk on by

And I wish them love.

Nothing but love

Because I see their pain swirling around their hearts and minds.

And they still won’t look me in the eyes.

They turn away

And turn away again.

And I turn to the Angels

All around us

And thank them believing they see me.

I keep going and going

Knowing We are all here for a reason.

……

And

I need reminders

Today

Of

Hope

And strength.

My knees are weak

And

It feels as if a corset has been tightened

Around my ribs a

Cinch too tight.

Inhaling little bits;

Shallow and dizzy.

I am on a slippery slope.

Can’t seem to get a grip.

And what if one day

I just don’t have

Enough

Of me

To

Keep a hold of,

If i am not strong enough to fight myself?

Embrace.

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Look Up

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Some mornings when I wake

I feel weak and dreary.

It is then I let hope

Carry me.

She is so full of love.

I allow her

Strength to move me

And I always end up looking to the heavens.

I always end up smiling softly to myself.

She Was Told

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She was told by several someones

Over the years

To toughen up.

(She was a terribly shy girl prone to tears)

But you see

What these people did not know;

She had been toughened up.

She had been beaten up.

Physically bruised,

Emotionally submerged in confusion.

Touched where she should not have been touched

She had almost been destroyed.

Bloody noses,

Pulled hair ,

Black and blue.

She had been toughened up

In ways that people could not see in the now

And somehow through all of this

Emerged an invisible strength.

Her tears were not always of sorrow,

They were of terror.

She is thankful to have had magic souls

And

Angels

Teach her how to turn

All of the turmoil of the past

Into

Joy and gratefullness.

Fly

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I would lift you up

As high as i could

My love

But we both know 

You will only fall,

Return to it all,

Everything

You are running away from

Here on the ground

If you do not build up strength in your own way,

In your own time.

The might of

Your own wings must come about within

Your soul.

To get there

You have to fly yourself,

But

Not by yourself.

I am learning too.

We all are.

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her mind was quite broken you see.

for so long the road to healing has been most tedious.

she has had to learn to allow herself grace

and tenderness unapologetically

she has had to learn she does not need to justify this to

anyone

for even she was unaware that those wounds were too painful to touch

that even her skin was deeply bruised

with heart and mind

and this takes time

giving herself space to grow new strength

unspoken

and nurturing her own roots

and spirit

which ultimately remain

unbroken

love and tenderness for oneself grow freely when welcomed

and cared for unconditionally