My house doesn't feel like home yet
My body doesn't feel like mine to own yet
I need some space to roam
To breathe
And learn
For self love, self understanding,
isn't overnight
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poems from lost minds -||
PoetryOnism- the frustration of being stuck alone in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time. 🥀It's like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over strange place names with your eyes, each representing one mo...
