I don't usually write poetry but here is one: The days that hurt the most are... The days when I find myself overindulged in emotion. Stuffed to the brim, crammed full, overflowing, bursting at the seams. In pain. Coming apart and undone. These are the days when having senses feels like a chore. The days [...]
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The Vanishing Girl
When I was a little girl, I used to practice being invisible. If I was invisible then I couldn't be yelled at, devalued, or hurt. At least that is what my childhood mind told me. Now, I know that doesn't make any sense, I am not, nor have I ever been, a vanishing girl. I was [...]
Poem: Scars
Trigger warning: Self harm This was written to be spoken word poetry put to music and such; maybe some day I'll do that but for now, here it is in its plain ole typed form. Scars I am not my scars Or any of the things that have happened to me. I'm not the [...]
Her Patchwork Heart 
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