The beautiful path that is mine
is calm and quiet
the path I'm making for myself
is growing and beautiful,
the body I was born in
is a sensitive orchid
and I'm the water keeping it alive.
I'm treating myself to a life I was never offered
full of love, kindness, and worship to my body,
and the path that is mine
full of my dandelions, white roses, and cranes
is where I want to be.
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The Muse Of Nature & Incomprehensible Torture (poetry & prose)
PoetryThis collection of poetry and prose is all about my life, from the very beginning to very recently. It's a tale of my childhood, relationships of all kinds, all sorts of breakups, trauma, the ups and downs of being a teenage human, and the waves of...
