Another Day
She hates silence
Voices in her head form, crowding her mind with toxic visions of fear and desperation.
She craves for the softest touch, the feelings of want and need
She understands her worth but at times still can not find it
She is that girl, lost and scared at 4 in the morning
Wide awake but so exhausted from the world and begging for sleep
She is not alone even in the nighttime
For her dreams speak to her like ancient symbols engraved into her memory
She tries to push back the trauma but remains dazed and confused with her misunderstood emotions
Searching for faith and guidance but her path isn’t obvious
She turns inward
Feelings of her vibrations form, warming her body like a small wild fire
Abruptly, her compassion and love begins to rise back to the surface with splashes of confidence and passion like dolphins leaping through the ocean waves
Sweet and sugary thoughts now keep her mind safe and her heart happy again
Her self love beams with bright rays of light through the shrunken cracks of her sadness
Another day
She is continually evolving
Another day
She is constantly changing
Another day
She is consistently loving.
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