Dawning Creations

3.2.1..

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BrittnyLee

They sought
I hide
Endeavor as I might
I can never win an already lost fight

They sought bloodied soil
An awkward, sullied soul

I broke myself too many times
Piecing each fragment

Nightmares still haunt me
Who I was
Who was I, again?

I started from love
I evolved into someone I hated

Those rotten words
Singsong voice
My brain rattled with them
down to my skeleton

Reborn again
in cold, chlorine drenched water
I am love, again
Loved again

5 responses to “3.2.1..”

  1. Woodsy Avatar
    Woodsy

    How deeply baptismal…

    Having lost my own sense of rebirth,
    I look to you, sis,
    from all my lost places.

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      Aw, John. I look to you too . Always !!!!!

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  2. Journalofthegrey Avatar
    Journalofthegrey

    Excellently written! I can feel this one.

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      Thank you !!! I felt it too like a train battling against the northern winds

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      1. Journalofthegrey Avatar
        Journalofthegrey

        First hand experience for you. But you wrote it well enough for me to get a little glimpse 🙂

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