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Wrong

This is a poem written long ago, during one of many Dark Nights of the Soul. Nights in which I felt and believed, I could do no right, no support was accessible for me, and felt eternally trapped in my life. It speaks of trauma, past and present, and illuminates the thought processes of those who suffer emotional, mental, physical,

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Pedestal

Raising aloft,Upon a looming pedestal,Label at my feet. Golden, gleamingBlasphemous display,Unwelcomed, unattainable title: PERFECT Gazes fall, sighted in hazy lens,Distortions to hideProblems,Downfalls,Heartache. Misconception forcing Conformity.Standing upon your pinnacle,Endlessly maintaining my struggle — Struggling againstHidden Pain. Struggling toSharpen Sight. Struggling againstBurdensome Title. Struggling toDiscover Worth. Struggling againstAbundant Sorrow. Struggling toElicit Happiness. Struggling againstPerpetual Duality Wavering HeartversusIllusionary Mind Strugglingto leap,to fall,to be

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Unconditional

Remember youth, your beauty was blossoming The flower of your heart awakened in all things. Recall the moments of serene childhood, always swirling with peace and calm When did those memories vacate? Upon which mount was the fall to occur? Out of sync with innocence losing promise of belief, emotions, commitment to others? Fleeting pause between breaths, Instantaneously wrought with

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The Beam

Zig-zag, see-saw, back and forth Blown by the winds, ever changing, Footing unsure, grounding lost, Fluctuations never ceasing. Time marching, hearts beating, Breath withdrawn, she stills, Finding center, finding self, Renewal finds the balance. Rising to tip-toes, Springing forward, Perfect flip, perfect landing, Crowd cheering, Judges rated, Perfect tens.

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Searching

Searching for meaning high and low, Asking for answers not meant for inquiry. “Why?” always on the tip of tongue, Truth never dawning of the inaccuracy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scouring the sky, the stars, the clouds, Over turning rocks, diving down ocean abyss, Attempting vainly to find perception of truth, Believing the requirement of sense verification. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Perpetually hearing, “You must see

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Liminal

“Between-ness is a defining characteristic of liminal. Limbo is another. Liminal is neither here nor there but exists between one moment and the next, poised in that pause where what’s passing hasn’t yet become what’s becoming. Liminal is a magical time, a dangerous time, fraught with possibility and peril.” – Mackayla lane, Faefever Written By: Karen Marie Moning Between life

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