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Vulnerable

Naked-It’s the most vulnerable state to be. 
So I undressed myself 
The bed Is the most comforting place to be when you have nowhere else to go
So I pulled back the covers and wept 
I wept for all the art I hadn’t made 
I wept for the brokenness inside 
For my brother
For the waste that has been my twenties 
And all the things I may never get to do 
I wept because I was numb and because I felt too much 
For carrying things that were never mine to carry 
For the friends I’ve lost and for the ones who were never friends 
I wept because I miss wandering among the trees behind my Grandparents house
And because Christmas no longer makes me smile
I wept for my existence and wished it never happened 
I wept because I was lonely 
For the feeling that I’m never enough 
For my body that deserves a break 
For my Dad who deserves a break
And because I miss who I used to be
By the end my skin was saturated with my tears And the salt began to sting
The absence of tears in my body left me drained
I sat up to dry my face while staring at the ceiling 29 sunflowers stared back at me
I painted another and another 
Until my soul felt a bit lighter 
A sense of purpose began to stir within 
I got dressed and waited as the petals dried 
Sometimes the only thing you need is a good long cry. 


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◄ I think I found Jim Hawkins.

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Graham Sherwood

Sat 21st Dec 2024 07:47

We are all a work in progress Jordyn!

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