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Ella

What did it take?

What did it take to convince you that you’re not worth very much when you were born with the rightful expectation to be loved. How did you know your cries would be rocked away why would you assume someone would care enough to stay? What altered the truth deep in your soul that you were created to be adored, a unique and chosen gift given from above? When did your heart break and how was the lie let in that you’ll never be enough, that you’ll never be like them? You knew the truth at your very first breath, what did it take to make you forget?

Altre opere di Ella...
Ghost

I feel like a ghost, a shadow left from a life that’s gone. I observe the world but am not in it, I’m not a part of it anymore, not the way I was. You’re gone, our life is gone, our hom...
You can’t fix it.

You don’t have to fix it, just hold me for a while, hold up my tired bones and take the weight off my feet. The sorrow has sunk into the marrow drilling wormholes through the meat, down...
Wasted

It took my breath you know, took it and replaced it with fear tangible and hot. It took my life, just press on I keep hearing in my ear. I speak it to myself, just press on maybe joy wi...
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Some

Some ears hear but do not listen, Some eyes look but will not see, Some hearts feel but refuse to lov… Some hands hurt but never heal, Some feet run away and can not sta…
The Fire

I could not speak when the flames rose, ears full of licking and popping noise, its sweeping with deadly fury up my walls. Reptilian mind activated, screaming escape, wheres the baby, w...
Growing Up

I don’t know that you will ever understand how you’ve hurt me and how hard I’ve tried to be better than what you’ve expected. Maybe in time the desire to be right will succumb to compas...
Truth be told

The truth is I don’t want to be here anymore. I’ve made the great error of finding peace and comfort, as much as it can be found, in your presence, in your voice, in belonging to you, a...
Victory

Desperation looks good on you he said, almost as good as defeat. I twisted my fingers wringing them in my hand, heart skipping, brow beading sweat. I am good at being down. I am used to...
 1
Today

Today for a moment I was a wealthy rancher, I have a stable of beautiful horses, palomino, appaloosa, strawberry rone, a shire for the hell of it and a beautiful home. I have family all...
Say When

I watch you try to sleep and my heart aches. Its been over a year. Restless twitching body wasted and struggling, your body is dying and I am too. You don’t know that you whimper in you...
 4
I will.

I will speak about your goodness and faith all the days of my life, how your heart made me feel, how you laughed and stood and slept, what you loved and what you wanted, the things that...
Son

Red haired boy looking like a prince, you slipped through my fingers. I can not revisit the past and retain my mind, torture undiluted. There is no pain comparable. There is no insanity...
The artists gift

And what shall I give you but my words, my observation through eyes unveiled. My lifes marks in mind and flesh. It is a piece of me, it is an artists gift, as is the song sung low in t...
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Real

A breeze brushed against my skin softly flicking across a rib like the tip of a birds wing passing on by and the sun slowly began to sag into its cot. I lay there thinking about the b...
The Coat

I wear a coat that began just a thread, one stitch and then another on the day I was born. It is my history, the many hats I’ve worn, what I’ve lost and what I’ve gained, my identity in...



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