Before The Light

Before The Light

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Pain... I'm pretty sure no one likes to talk about that. Compared to those who have been abused or those who are facing racism, sexism or such, my pain is absolutely nothing. But it does hurt. Poetry is an outlet for my feelings. Paper does have more patience than people. And letting all the feelings out gives glimpses of the light I hope to once find. When I talk about the light, I don't mean god, or something holy. I mean that moment in your life when you are smiling after everything you have gone through. Nightmares, death, hidden tears, losing hope, finding hope, trying to love again, nostalgia, past or overthinking, it's all there. So please be careful if it triggers a past experience you want to forget. I know how much it hurts. //CAN BE TRIGGERING// Awards- 🥉3rd place in the Liliac Awards🥉 🥉3rd place in the Poetry Awards🥉 🥉3rd place in the Endora Awards🥉 🥉3rd place in the Novas Awards🥉 🥉3rd place in the Come Thrid Awards?🥉(jk)
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Tired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. With my ways it's hard to keep down anything healthy, relationships that don't last but stay with me like my own personal demons. And evil around the corner you'd never see coming. The pain changes you. Trauma changes you. It strips you away from yourself. BPD strips away your identity sometimes I guess this is my way of finding myself again, through writing and reflecting and realizing it is okay to be hurting. This book will include poetry and scenes and think pieces. It will be vulnerable. It will be raw. It will remind you of your own loss. - "She." Xx🥀xX

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