Post past harvest
Pain
Fast acting
Glittered relaxing
Get in line
After me
Never chose to be
Glass shattering
Can't see
Love made
By me
Internal scream
So quietly
Hushed breath
Tasting
Fevered crest
Moonlit mountain tops
Keep climbing up
Retrieve
Heart full of lust
Cremations cut losses
Melting frustrations
Hang crosses
Faced bosses
Righteous
Humbled
Love fed
Into me
Lasting
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This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
