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Day to day betrayed by insecurities, Day to day allowing the demise of courage, Day to day disappearing within scars. Not knowing what should be. Yet feet become engaged by what Faulty experience has described as exposure. Day to day questioning compromises, Being everything to everyone, Avoiding the composite of what one should become. Day to day forgetting backbone, Disclaiming the soul And misplacing my Creator. Day to day lost in a scream, Outraged and overdrawn Between blank words. Day… Continue

Too broken to move on Blinded between feasts of tears. Standing on altars, Unwillingly waving goodbye to my home. Paralyzed by hurtful words, Whispered at my ear, so long ago. Nothing seems recapture-able as years disperse Like waves crashing on hollowed rocks. Receiving small contacts of context, Revolutionizing my crestfallen heart. Yet pained anger holds on to me… Like tiny ropes of molten iron, clot. Laments glued on my skin, Suffocating my soul. Revoltingly keeping me at a distance From… Continue

I am of a generation of scorned women, Courted by the heavy hands of lost fathers and lovers. Betrayed by the natural laws of bloodlines, Carrying foes inherited by misguided generations. I am of a bread seeking redemption from crusadless battles. Impurified by whips of replaced chains. Mothers too early, never known by birth givers. Engraved destines too horrifying to claim as their own. I am of the daughters, who've circum to distressing magnitudes. Bestowed with wounds to early given, to l… Continue