I feel like an imposter in my trauma and experiences; I know it happened to me, but I feel like a fraud. I feel like I don’t fit into the group of survivors: like my experience isn’t as valid and as challenging as theirs. Even after I know for sure something has just happened to…
Tag: life
if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
If no one in the world could hear a word I say, would I exist? If no one knew I existed, would I be alive? If I don’t recognize my surroundings, was I even here in the first place? If I can’t remember what happened yesterday, did it even happen? If pain and sorrow encompass…
the endless road
I’m lost and left wandering through the endless streets of my mind Sleep escapes me every night at the thought of what I might find What’s hidden under the smiles and hard fronts of a fence I’ve perfected on the outside I’ve risen above the monstrous waves of the pain that you left behind Gulped…
a flower in a field of grass
A flower risen in a field of grass has been stepped on but is still standing tall. Often when people walk they don’t watch where they’re stepping. They either aren’t paying attention, or they don’t care to look. But that flower that has been stepped on is still risen and is still just as beautiful….
the oozing of my heart and mind
I know I have a beautiful soul. I know because I hold undeniable love inside of me. I know because when I look up at the night sky sprinkled with bright stars millions of miles away, my soul burns with a fire of connection. I feel free. I feel as though I could do anything…
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