Where do I put the pieces of me
that I do not wish to see?
Where do I put the pieces of others
that cut my gentle flesh
and baste me in the black oil
of smiles and lies?
Are we not all perfect, here?
Are we not all, nice?
Tied in the sweetest bows
of comfort and light
are the stories we tell.
Tied by the jagged boundaries
of our own
raging
humanity.
Open your eyes.
It is time
to wake
up.
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Yes, people need to wake up! All the imperfect pieces are what make us human, unique, ourselves, and it just makes me sad when people prefer to hide it. I think they’re the most beautiful pieces, the ones that show us who we are and will lead us to become better human beings.
So true, lovely Kat! So much power lies beneath the surface. It’s so hard to be brave and dive onto the truth of ‘what is’ but so worth it, I think. xx
I think so, too. It makes us stronger and more aware of ourselves, which is often the best gift life can give us.
Agreed!! ❤️💞❤️
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