My heart’s got thorns
and with every word you say
the thorns tighten and scratch.
Some day these thorns will break me
and I’m not sure what happens after.
Defeat?
Or resurrection?
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My heart’s got thorns
and with every word you say
the thorns tighten and scratch.
Some day these thorns will break me
and I’m not sure what happens after.
Defeat?
Or resurrection?
I’m vouching for the latter – the human spirit is incredibly resilient. This from a form thorn bearer. Best for the New Year, Lauren.
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Even if it’s a little of both, the parts of us that have been broken are still ours to draw on… and they can still show us precious things that we understand so much more when having been vulnerable enough to feel them.
The fact that you have then will add te ture to your resurrection.
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(texture, even)
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I’m feeling those thorns sticking in my heart. This sums up exactly what I’ve felt this last few months…
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I could connect with this one deeply. It reminded me of a poem I wrote some time back. About how I thought I was a budding flower that was a curse for its plant. But time enlightened my point of view towards something very unexpected. The poem was written in four parts. If you’d like to give it a read, here’s the link to the first parts- https://randomnessinked.wordpress.com/2018/02/26/who-is-she-i/
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I feel this deeply lauren! I could relate. xo
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