Healing
Experience molds
Lessons craved in stone
my tree grows
Scars will fade away
Poetic musings
Experience molds
Lessons craved in stone
my tree grows
Scars will fade away
The process of
Letting
Go
No longer us
Me
You
I love you
Unsure
tie
Exploring
more
Fly
Dreary dark damp day
Nature needs nonviolence now
Educator’s empathy
Cleaning out
Memories Like
shattered glass
Echoes of the past
Webs of
trauma
deceit
Control
Dysfunction,
The common thread
Hold me captive
There’s no release
Clenched claws on
my writing abilities
Trail of tears, Searching
for comfort From whoever
abandonment
I fear
Out of the static noise
keep on pushing
My will speaks loud and
Clear.
Write it down
Set it free
no longer
A part of me
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