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what self, what self?

3/27/2017

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It's the cracks in the walls that
hold me steady while my soul shakes,
while forces of darkness and light 
tear me apart, 
                      in silence.

And if his hands did move that way,
his mouth another, and if his 
face held the angles of anger,
I did entirely take that onto me
through my pervious barriers of self.
 
What self, what self?
Without the transfers of 
others through us,
what have we left, what have we left?
What have I left?

I have residue and fragments,
a series of advances and retreats,
a thorough progression
of my repeated circles inward
                                             to stillness.
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all one.

3/27/2017

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Oh, that I would know 
                                   the ways in which I
                                                                  am both separate
and One
               with all the others:

​all the others are 
                          not me
             I am 
                                                    not them.

Oh, but I am
                    them,
                            they are me.

We are indeed        All One.
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Terrible.

2/8/2017

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I've come to realize that
you're terrible for my soul.

Oh, what a devastating thing to know.
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never leave.

1/24/2017

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The way I miss you
is different from the rest.
My ache is different,
sometimes deep and
sometimes like a shadow
that will never leave.
Never leave.
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I just run.

1/9/2017

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Fuck.
I never know what's happening until it's
happening but by then I
don't want to know and I
don't want to talk about it and I
don't even know what to think about it but I'm
bad at ignoring the elephants
in the rooms
and the unspoken things
they tend to suffocate me
until I scream about all of it
​because I'm intense
and I'm bad at ignoring the unspoken things
and no one seems to hear the screams.
I just run. I'll just run.
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spirals begun.

1/5/2017

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I will plant seeds of light in patterns
     of spirals begun, round my feet
And I'll kneel at the altar of my soul
     at the doorway of my ripened mind
Until my pain and past have both
     lost all power, become welcome friends
With my shadows I will dance,
     twist and untie the multitudes
Of my forever revealing possibilities

And if no one hears me, I'll know
I have greeted and embraced
​the only one I could ever really know.
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i might always dream.

1/5/2017

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But I do miss you.
But my lungs couldn't breathe
     air full of shadows and secrets
     any longer.
And I might always dream
of a world where you could
come to surface 
and be seen.
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running laps.

1/5/2017

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The silence wore paths of self-hatred
    into my mind, into my soul.
But now I'm running laps of self-love,
    uttering praise and gratitude
    every second of every day
    to erase the damage of the worn down tracks.

My skin is not on fire with another's love anymore.
Now my soul is glowing, growing, 
    with the love I breathe into myself.
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The sun rose today.

1/5/2017

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I dreamt that my house caught on fire.
I dreamt that my bass fell off a truck.  
The sun rose today.
I am 5 months sober.
I get to drink coffee today.
​
​No more sugar, please.
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away from you.

1/5/2017

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Kept at an arm's length,
I begged you back, and back, and back again
I was left to all my wondering
I can't stand it – all unknowns

You're hiding from 
                              me
I can't deal with mysteries
I can't see a ghost

This time I know
it's not my fault
I did my best
I grew, I grew, I grew
I grew away from you, away from you.
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