How dare you remind me
How much easier it is
To be on my own
How dare you remind me
That I'm so much better
At providing for myself
And my needs
You claim ownership over
The little things you've done for me
But these hands have bled
This soul has scattered
This skin has cracked
This mind has crumbled as I
Pressed onward and stumbled my way
Into a better life
These efforts have neither been about you
Nor included you
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Not Afraid of Dark Matter [Poetry]
PoetryNot Afraid of Dark Matter is a collection of poetry and prose chronicling the shadow work involved in growth and healing.
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