Sit with yourself
in quiet stillness
sprinkle negative thoughts with glitter
embrace the fullness
of humbleness and charm
I never cared to be the prettiest
just to be
a simple different
with a calm settling beauty
some version of inspiration
to the least noticeable
ones
I carried myself as solitude
slow to react
nearly delayed
untangling myself
from mirrored disappointments
hydrating my hollow
with poems and creativity
I dug out
Collaging the pieces of what
was rinsed away in tears
cleansing my transition from darkness
to light
Lifting images from the roots
of who I was born to be
There is more to me in here
Isolation and layered trauma
creates the the best mixed media
portraits
of the person that was always
right here
Me
I love this:”carried myself as solitude.” Your poems gleam with lovely images ~