Before I began to heal,
I wasn’t angry
I couldn’t touch it
because that required will
and a kind of
passion to move.
You gotta outsmart
your wounds
and that’s where I started
burning.
Trauma doesn’t
run its course
and return you.
You don’t bloom from it.
You do inspite of it.
And there is something
to be said about a body
that keeps moving.
This is well written.
Hope you’re doing fine. 🙂
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thank you
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Welcome. 🙂
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