There’s so much on my mind and I’m not able to write or speak to anyone about it… it’s so frustrating to not be able to pen it down. I don’t know what I’m going to write. I’m going to type it and press publish before thinking or reading it.
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More often than not,
you’d see her smile…
But before you start to think she’s okay,
Wait a while.
………
Wait till she knows you’re gone,
wait till the doors are shut,
wait till the curtains are drawn.
Wait and let the night creep in…
……….
The chirpy bubbly girl you’d known,
would strip her smile and sparkling eyes,
to bare her cold and ravaged soul,
loosening a storm of bottled cries.
She would rip the veils,
and break the chains,
and unleash in a flurry of tears,
the stabs of wounds, renewed with pain,
the marks of madness, bared again,
the broken dreams, maimed and slain,
the breath, a treason, the blood, a bane…
………..
But you must only witness,
and retire to voiceless connaisance,
for her battle must be unknown,
her misery be her own,
her wounds must not be shown…
and her journey… must be lone.
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i can really relate to this! please feel free to email me or message me if you need someone to talk to, i believe we are feeling the same things
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thank you so much..you are very kind. 🙂
But I guess, sometimes it’s better to leave some words unsaid.
And I’m here if you wish to say something. 🙂
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Oh my… you have a wonderful, exquisitely shaded blog…beautifully laden with the most articulate words and emotions…
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Thank you so much means a lot x
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lovely, boo…exquisite in its expression, in its frustration, in your desire to be free..free to b, free to reveal, free to change
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Your authenticity is unadulterated, unpretentious as sharp has a fine blade…😉😎😸👌🏽👍🏽👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼😍
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I’m blushing now.
🙂 😀
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