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Trips in My Mind in the AM

I wake to find emotion standing by the door of my mind with arms crossed and feet tapping.

By LIFE MAZIPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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(Foreword: These passages brew from moments where I wake during the night when my soul feels like it's been torn apart and nailed to the inside of a hot oven. They're raw and haven't been re-drafted and may not make sense but here are three from last night. More of these may be written and published in the future).

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My head floats upon my damp pillow, now an ocean from my salty tears.

Accumulating from mistakes and memories I have collected over the years.

It bops up and down as faces in the form of waves wave goodbyes at my fears.

I hope the last of my warmth reaches all of you. Please use this as an excuse to stay near.

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'JC'

JC, you crazy.

Like an untainted child you smile and it saves me.

You called me an angel but on the contrary -

I am a traitor to myself, especially lately.

We come from dark pasts without lamps lighting our journeys

And somehow ended up in sunshine and possibilities.

Thank you for having that pure heart and rating me.

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I have created a mother in my mind.

Not truly mine, but really mine in my mind's eye.

Her bones shine like spears and her loose skin dangles like a web of lessons.

Despite her cloudy eyes she can seek out my soul with great sight.

She is my mentor = my moon when she is present.

Most of all, she is my guide.

(Follow me on Instagram if you'd like to get in touch: @life.mazi)

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LIFE MAZI

A RELIC OF GROWTH

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