Breaking I am breaking nowBreaking by ~curioushealer
Somehow I have found it in me
To love it
I'm ripping apart at the seams
Torn by my own swelling
And I embrace it
There's nothing else I can do
I fall exhausted
At the end of this terrible day
I beg the skies to help me
To give me just a moment's respite
All I can do is accept
Open my hands
Open my heart
And bleed into pieces
Say it to Me What if I were to saySay it to Me by ~curioushealer
This is welcome
I can handle this storm
I can fly this torn sky
I can burn in these flames
without becoming ash
What would it say about me?
And if I were to think
This is a part of me
This inner cyclone
This edged desire
This shadowed huntress
who grins like wolf
What would it mean to me?
What would happen if I felt
This is my wholeness
My heart in fluctuation
My yearnings on display
My secret power striving
to be free
Who then, would I be?
Perhaps, me
Black Hole You walked through my dreams last nightBlack Hole by ~curioushealer
Where I examined the flaws that bother me
This morning I awoke
In a rare confusion
And I don't care
Because I'm so hungry and empty
I know this makes me reckless
I know this makes me forgetful
I know this drives me further away
I can't find it in me to care
The aching so keen
Like a black hole in my heart
Drawing in everything I am
Leaving nothing but this craving
Here in the Quiet Here in the quietHere in the Quiet by ~curioushealer
A wind blows through
Trying to remind me I'm not alone
My eyes glaze over
Staring into unchanging meaninglessness
Wishing
To hear breath again
I don't know why I lie here
Curled around this nothing
Like a tattered doll
I refuse to throw away
A memory of a fantasy
Nostalgia for a ruse
I yearn for the material I spun from air
But it doesn't cover my nakedness
My vulnerability of aching for touch
I fear
How I fear
To spin again
I try to focus on the firmness of now
The solidity of here
The dreams I make come true
That don't vanish in the sun
This voice is mine
This dance is mine
This healing hand is min
dA Love 
Sta.sh
...hugs for llamas.
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I'd rather know I was crazy than think I was sane.
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I'd rather know I was crazy than think I was sane.
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I'd rather know I was crazy than think I was sane.
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I'd rather know I was crazy than think I was sane.
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I'd rather know I was crazy than think I was sane.