this hunger is one of the deepest I have known
the loneliness a constant reminder of what could be
digging deep into my self worth
trying to find a space to bury the blame
but I must be kind to myself, it is not mine to carry
i am kind and genuine and enticing
someone’s failed value of my presence is not my own failure
About the Creator
Ruby Longstride
Just a hedge witch living in the suburbs with her children, cats, and plants. Dreaming of a house in the woods.....
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