the way we feel about ourselves can be so affected by the ones who we let into our close proximity… so save yourself for people who always treat you in such a way that lets you love yourself
– butterflies rising
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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
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a persistent yearning
to feel at home in this skin,
to feel my soul
grounded in these bones
– butterflies rising
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and when
i write this out,
this isn’t to remember you…
it’s to take it away
from you,
i’ll take all these feelings i felt
and i’ll make art,
i’ll make something beautiful,
i’ll make something new
– the alchemy in poetry
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i think
it’s been his soul
passing through the others…
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him
in the ones who were
just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home…
all of it guiding me as i grow.
– butterflies rising
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there’s always been an ache in your
back that has felt something like wings…
something inside of you has always
been trying to carry you.
– butterflies rising
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The Turning Point…
let go your fear
as it falls
beautiful, be still
this untangling of it all
let your bones fill with might
let your lungs fill with free
don’t look back.
– butterflies rising
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i think one of the saddest
connections is the rebound relationship…
you’re using one person to try
to unlove another.
so there’s nothing pure or honest
in what that relationship is, or ever will be,
as you’ve carried into it an unhealed bond
to what was.
take time to cleanse, to heal, to renew,
to grow, to become.
– butterflies rising
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and if you are in darkness,
and if they come to you,
and if they reach a hand down
to pull you out,
be sure that if you take their hand
you do not drag them into the dark,
but go with them…
go with them into the light
– butterflies rising
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i hope
you never
let the ones
who are
sleepwalking
hold you back
in your
own awakening
– butterflies rising
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what is
beautiful in me
and what is tender
in me
it is always.
no matter how
hard you tried to make
me feel hard to love
there are
all these beautiful
and tender things in me…
always.
– butterflies rising
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