Acceptance is the wine we distill from life to numb the senses so we can continue to be scared and hide.
I have dranken a sip of acceptance. Accepted the mother I was given. Accepted who you choose. Accepted your motherly capabilities.
Yet I can't define what is next...I played an adult in that house. Even now when I step away and accept.
How can I finally understand adolescence when I stay enchained to a past and present of adult problems. Forged in deceit, broken trust and anger?
Accepting this wine distilled from your cold hands means nothing cause I can't hide anymore in this castle of walls, altered to transparency.
Transparent to built anger sharpened blades, sadness, and betrayal.
Truth be told I had finished the wine....
The mind can't always accept and builds, my mind could not.
But the chains layed there forever.
You can't hide, wine doesn't last forever.
-s.s poems
Not gonna lie adding s.s poems makes me feel like gossip girl haha.
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If i could truly understand.
PoesieReality and imagination seen by the eyes of my soul. If i could truly understand I wouldn't write. If i could write I wouldn't write to myself as a soul to human. I can't comprehend what I always feel but hopefully my poems or stories help you under...
