shrinkA Poem by solitareWritten in my youth when I suffered Anorexia... I still find myself reading these words often.... as I finally am finding the "Me I was born to be" :)
simple tears
never too painful or too free only spontaneous when I unshelter emotions living deep within me. a bruised imagination and stifled abilities are these insecurities the only reason I seek to shrink to invisibility? if I ever find an answer, if I ever discover the truth will this replenish unmasked feelings and lead to my healing or a curing belief? I only hope that once I reach beyond all expectations and my countless scars of fear and shame, that there will be a way of living the Me I was born to be. © 2011 solitare |
StatsAuthorsolitarePerth, AustraliaAboutTo see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. — William Blake, Auguries of Innocence more..Writing
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