My Mystery

The mystery Has guided me To scenes of horror, And places of great majesty. For each place I’ve been guided I’ve maintained propriety. Even with anxiety, I remain present for each breath. Until I meet my death. I remember mermaids Saving me from fate. To die that day was not my grace. As remaining in […]

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Called Home

My imagination travels to real spaces. Gates, libraries, viewed astrally. Even sacred faces. However, I have called her home To do some energy work within the body. I imagine the damage. I imagine the repairs. I become my most developed, happy, and healthy self. And my reality becomes me.

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Captured Imagination

Feet settled on still ground. Apparently I’m glad That I’m still around. Visions of a beautiful future Were once what kept me afloat. It wasn’t until hope’s lantern was abandoned That I found the past is hard to tote. I unpacked my bags, For all the world to see. And I left them to float […]

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I don’t feel uplifted. My chest feels constricted. By wire, by lace. By this role I chose to embrace.

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A Girl and the World

There once was a girl Who played a game With her entire world. The game, the education, the trials. She skipped among tribulations. She shattered under tribulations. She sang sweetly through the sulfur haze. She choked on the sulfur haze. Much in a daze, Most of the time, She will abide By her own damn […]

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The Tea

The tea I made for me Speaks to my lack of consistency, CPTSD, Autistic, Bipolar, Borderline, ADHD. Are all questions I needed to know. But in my mind, I’ve let it go. Satan Worshipper, Catholic, Pagan, Witch.   All the names I wish to ditch. To everyone I’ve met Who has wished me well, I […]

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Life and Art

So very relaxed All on my own So very present Am I. Aware of my shadow self Aware of my flaws Aware of my tendency to follow the laws. I am a being. I have the power to change the world For my own benefit, For the benefit of everyone. Frequencies, vibrations, Your own internal […]

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Moving On

The Sunday after A tumultuous storm Brings gay laughter From those who would mourn. A gathering of kin, With flowers galore. Dying is no sin, And now there’s an ether to explore.

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As the dawn breaks through Another cloudy sky I’m remembering “I”. Who I was before the throws Of life scared me So much so that I escaped to the sea. All I found were mermaids And every day my memories fade Of their cool bodies and jellyfish hair. They really decided to care. And then […]

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