Healing - wishing to be a ceramic vase mended by Kintsugi when my reality is more like stitching up a popped balloon and praying it holds air.
These days I find myself biting my tongue, pretending I don’t feel everything all at once, pretending heaven and hell aren’t at battle in my blood.
There’s a cascade of catastrophe playing out in my head and a whole lot of nothing to hold in my hands.
Putting myself out there again, in a smokescreen.
Getting sick off the façade.
“Hi, nice to meet you," I’m a gold plated shell.
Who wants a taste?
About the Creator
Darin Leigh
Just the ramblings of an artist in her 20s. I write a lot of unplanned poetry. I hope you enjoy
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