I find my way back to the womb of the ocean.
Walking at water’s edge, I can hear only the roar of breaking waves—finally, something louder than the ever-present, deafening silence of missing.
I collect shells.
Only the broken ones. The perfect specimen I leave behind for some lucky soul to find. For someone who isn’t shattered.
I gather shards of sea glass and pieces of shell until my hand overflows, then take off my hat and dump it all in... and continue.
I cannot walk mySelf whole. Cannot gather enough brokenness to mend my own gaping holes.
Sand between my toes... moist air filling my lungs... I gather them anyway. No one else gathers the broken ones.
I now collect them, my kindred spirits, and add them gently to the pile.
bereaved mama
uncovering who I am
in the After
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I'm Tired...
Bianca Wargo2 years agoto never be a human in someone's eyes... to feel like a thing meant to be used and played with... to feel like you are all you physically
Mind Ticks
Kalischa Mokhriby3 years agoI wish to be finally over this soul bronchitis But it's funny because as much as I hate it it also ignites this: Drive in myself to be a better driver of the mind I can't contain
If Others Only Knew
Sickboy Lecuyer3 years agoAn agreement made before our boon We learn the end before the rules We’re reminded how we’ll be there soon And left to fight with inadequate tools
Regret Nothing
Jennifer Petersen3 years agothey say feelings come and feelings go, so why must I suffer so? these feelings, just never go away, the more I ignore them, the farther I stray.
A Castle That Be
Frank Kemble3 years agoOh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss!
Conversations
Crystal Korpan3 years agoI don't know how it changed, Conversations went away, know one wants to talk anymore, Its all about Facetime, Facebook, or Tweeting,
