Tag: poetic prose
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Divorce Reflection Part 1
Nobody really tells you how difficult divorce is to go through. Honestly, I expected it to be like a normal break-up… it wasn’t. It is more comparable to cutting yourself into a million pieces and having others decide what was left of yourself. It’s disorienting, confusing, and stressful. It took years to get up enough…
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Poem 113
The free-form poem was written on 10/04/2024. It was a tired attempt at putting words together. I’m tired. Tired of life’s burdens tethered to my feet, dragging them with every step. Tired of holding back my voice because nobody hears a ghost. Tired of counting calories because nobody sees a ghost. Tired of hating myself…
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