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Blood Spatter

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Break the bread

Roughly

With both fists

Digging in

Crumbs

Falling over your feet

Then spit the wine

straight out

of your mouth full of lies

Harshly enough that droplets

Slide down your hair

Like blood spatter

At a

crime scene

Red

Staining

Your teeth

After all

Isn’t that what

this relationship

Has really meant to you?

Or did you allegedly

Love me?

Consume the last

Bits of crumbs

Lick them from your

Exposed toes

Go ahead

You might as well

Those are the last

Remnants of what we had

There will be no more

Feasting for your hunger

You will always

Let the need drive you

And so you sink

As I expected

Slithering back into

The dark hole

That becomes you

 

 

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What to Live For

Live for yourself. Create your reality. Listen to your inner voice. Nurture your inner child and your emotional wounds.

Live for the connection of all living things and for the value of life and existence.

Live for loving others. Do random acts of kindness. Search out special people to share intimate relationships with.  Passion and sensuality are part of being human and part of spirituality.

Live to love animals and nature. Be kind and mindful. Treat living things with respect and care.

Live for your visions, hopes and dreams. Be creative, inventive and original.

Live to fight against evil and injustice. Be the advocate for those who have no voice.

Teach others to be sometimes still, and other times to roar like a lion.

 

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Take a Step

Follow the path before you. Take a step forward. Be mindful of your wounds, but step ahead anyway. There are unseen adventures awaiting you. There are worthy people to meet.

Treat yourself with the same kindness and understanding that you treat others with. Listen to yourself. Follow your dreams. Learn from your mistakes.

Remove or limit interaction with toxic people. Invite healthy, compassionate people to surround you. Let the universe know that you accept all good things to happen to you. Invite strength and individuality to become a part of yourself.

Be unique. never blindly follow others. Think for yourself.

You are stronger than you think. There is more time than you think. Time to do all the things you need to do. Time to fulfill your dreams.

Success  begins with dreams of the heart. Compassion begins with thoughtfulness of others.

Accept yourself as you are right at this very moment. It is good enough. Continue to grow and to be open to new ideas. You have a right to make mistakes and not feel shame.

Take a step forward. Take a step out. Take a step up.

You never know where you will end up!

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Value Each Moment With People You Choose

Focus on the person right in front of you

Pay attention to the things that they say

Discover who they are and how they feel

Decide if your time is worth spending with them

Be decisive and clear with yourself

If you decide to be with them

Then give them this moment of your time

Value the moment to the full extent that you can

Learn more about them and see what they see

Find something in common to connect on

Learn how they are similar and struggle the same

Validate them so they are not alone

Learn what is different about their life than yours

Add this learning into your scope of understanding

Every person you choose to connect with

Can open yours eyes to new ways

To view the world as they see it

Each person you spend a moment with

Can give you a great gift of a new perspective

That may enlighten your soul and invigorate your mind

It is like reading a book and seeing what the characters see

Experiencing the world from the character’s point of view

Everyone has a different story and a view that’s unique

You can add little pieces of them to yourself

The more you really listen and are open to learn…

the more you will gain for yourself

New knowledge and new ways of seeing things

Every moment has potential for new possibilities

If you hold the moments dear to your heart

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Thief ….Sound recording of my Poem about domestic mental abuse and violence

Thief

This is the link to my recording of my poem Thief

You stole my mind

Just for a time

The things you did

Should be a crime

You tore me down

You crushed my soul

You tortured my brain

With the lies you told

You twisted truth

Till I could not tell

What was up

 what was down

What was normal

What was hell

It lingers still

In the dark of the night

In the edges of my brain

Where you planted your dark light

The doubts of myself

The fear of new pain

There are parts that you broke

In my poor injured brain

I am glad that I left

I wish that you were really gone

But you’re still in my mind

When the lights

Are not on

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Drones

Why do they target me,

Because I am different?

I am trying to make a difference

I am trying to create magic

To try something new

To make things  better

To change the

Same old,

Same old ways

that are…

static

inflexible

uncreative

I want to light up

The eyes and the hearts

Of the ones who are suffering

They need a new start

But

the drones

feel so threatened

They reject anything new,

Creative,

Innovative

They want to hush me

Put me in the corner

Threaten me

punish me

scold me

humiliate me

Because

I can’t conform

To the ways

that are

Boring !

Boring!

Lacking spark

I can’t make magic

I can’t make art

Not around them

No, not around them

They don’t like that I’m different

And try to innovate

They just want…

boring drones

boring drones

that repeat

that repeat

regurgitate

regurgitate

and reenact

The same old,

same old play

With the same old,

Same old lines

Drones who

do the minimum…

Just slide by

Collect their pay

That’s the conformist way

Watch what you wear

and watch what you say

It must match their

Damn  formula

Etched in stone

As if it were

The ten commandments

Brought down by Moses

Follow the social laws

Repeat and review them

Don’t try to add to them

Or subtract

what is…

Obsolete

Incorrect

Inhumane

What is most important

to them

Is that

We are all the same

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