
My demons tell me
I’m not enough
They rake burning shame across my skin
Hiss monologues of self-doubt
In the echo chamber of my ringing ears
They use your voice
Never silent
And they laugh
At the cleverness of their torture
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My demons tell me
I’m not enough
They rake burning shame across my skin
Hiss monologues of self-doubt
In the echo chamber of my ringing ears
They use your voice
Never silent
And they laugh
At the cleverness of their torture
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The mostly dead tendrils of my heart want so badly to reach toward you, like water, when you say you miss me
They forget you are the drought that caused them to lie shriveled and desolate in the first place
I must always remind them of that
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Let no one silence your truth
Let no one dim your light
There is no greater joy
Than to live an authentic life
Filled to the brim with love
All love is beautiful and
The world never has enough of it
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The road to healing
Is long and winding
I must follow it
One step
One breath
At a time
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Wander down a country road
Flowers in your hair
Dance inside your living room
Without a single care
Wish upon a shooting star
Or say a sacred prayer
Live your life with pure delight
Lay your true self bare
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His thoughts came and went
Before they could fully form
Like threatening storm clouds
Full of unrealized potential
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There is not right time
No one will give you permission
Reach for the dream
Start learning something new
Say the thing you want to say
Grasp the chance
It's better to try and nurse the bruises of defeat
Than befriend the bitterness of regret for life
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I have worn my tear stains like war paint
The flush of agony, despair, and rage, too
I have unleashed keening so potent
The gods stopped to answer
With a path to deliverance
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Even in the deepest darkness
You will not reach for the light
You would rather drown in your pride
Than consider you may not be right
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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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