Some days
Getting out of bed
Putting on my adulting pants and
Mechanically doing what needs to be done
Is an accomplishment
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Accomplishment
Questions
How did it feel when I was finally arrested?
Did it bring you glee to know I was handcuffed and taken away?
Were you happy your long standing desire was finally fulfilled?
Were you satisfied with yourself?
Did you celebrate?
Did you pat yourself on the back triumphantly?
Did you rejoice knowing I was forced into the company of actual criminals?
Did it make you giddy to know I experienced the humiliation of being strip searched?
Were you finally satisfied to get the mother of your children arrested?
Was it all you hoped for?
Who does that?
Who plots plans premediates such things?
Who bates and berates?
Who starts a fire and fans the flames?
Who then pretends that they didn't create the inferno?
Who has no remorse?
Who shows love like that?
Who did I marry?
How soon can I be free?
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I Made Friends of Willow Trees
Curtains of branches and leaves cascade to the ground
Creating a sanctuary for childhood dreams beneath
The somber sway of weeping willows
Hides from common eyes the magical worlds they held for me
I made friends of willow trees
The trees of my childhood spoke to me
They greeted me every time I played in their park
There are less of them today
But a few still stand
Providing mystical playgrounds for new children
I wave hello to those trees when I pass them by
Hoping they remember the little girl who loved them so well
And always will
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Healing
I have no interest in dating or lovers
I think that part of me might be dead
At least I cannot feel anything where that want should be
It is a dead zone in my chest
A hollow place
A salted field that cannot grow life
I have too much healing to do
So much work to do
I need to learn how to TRUST myself again
How to LOVE myself again
How to BE myself again
Now is the time for quiet
The time to feel complicated feelings
Listen to the whispers of a broken heart
A disillusioned spirit
The time to grieve shattered dreams
Relinquished hopes
And lost futures
When the processing is complete
The healing well advanced
The distrust subsided
We'll see where I am
What I want
What I need
Who I am
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Tinsel
Among my dark tresses
Magic is sprouting
So many threads of silver tinsel
Adorning my head like glittering filaments
Filling my hair with starlight
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Unfolding
I used to try to force my day to unfold according to my will.
Now, I try to allow the will of the day to unfold me.
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Scars
You gave me scars deep below my skin
So I keyed this poem into your car
A parting gift
A reminder of the damage you've caused
Easier to repair than what you did to me
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Bedtime Stories
Tranquil stories
Woven into a tapestry
Of sweet dreams and
Hopeful musings
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Persephone
Queen of the Underworld
Goddess of Spring
Wife to the Infernal King
Some call you victim
Bride without choice
Pomegranate seeds silenced your voice
But what a gift
The shadow and light
To be a queen of both dawn and midnight
By fate or by choice
You touch life and death
The cycle of life held in your breast
The symbol of rebirth
And compassionate ends
The Dread Queen with a soul garden to tend
A heart of creation
And eyes filled with fury
I honor your power in all of its glory
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Ghost Story
The first time I saw a ghost
I was looking in a mirror
I didn't recognize
The eyes starting back at me
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