
it was just
this quiet moment of
indifference to your existence…
and that’s when i knew
that i had healed.
– butterflies rising
Read More →it was just
this quiet moment of
indifference to your existence…
and that’s when i knew
that i had healed.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the forgiveness
i owe isn’t to you…
it’s to myself.
for forgetting my worth.
for letting you unearth me
from these roots.
for letting you pull me
from my truth.
– butterflies rising
Read More →we may have
these fragile hearts,
and when we crumble,
ever do we crumble,
but unlike those who break us…
we heal
we grow
we become full
we rise
we thrive
and we fly
– butterflies rising
Read More →Directions…
a southern girl
with a gypsy soul, she took
a journey west to help her grow,
and then she chased the eastern sun
to give her faith,
and she let the northern lights
guide her way
…home.
– butterflies rising
Read More →Directions…
a southern girl with a restless soul,
she took a journey west to help her grow,
and then she chased the eastern sun
to give her faith,
and she let the northern lights
guide her way
…home.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way i used to bite down into your chest when it got to be a little too much… that’s how i had to chew you out of my heart when the hurt became too much.
– butterflies rising
Read More →save
yourself
for people who
always treat you
in such a way
that lets you love
yourself
– butterflies rising
Read More →that person whose
broken pieces fit into
your broken pieces isn’t the one
they may keep the bed warm,
but they’re keeping you from whole…
just pretending that being broken
feels like home
and you can only romanticize bad
habits for so long,
before the ache to yourself
calls you home
– butterflies rising
Read More →a persistent yearning
to feel at home in this skin,
to feel my soul
grounded in these bones
– butterflies rising
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