I'm Charlie. Human. Facilitator. Activist. Therapist. Student of Life.
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Pain, I see you
Wrapped inside my body Like a weeping willow Whose roots weave and wrap Deeply around the soil that grounds it Pain, I see you withered and small Sad and lonely, dark and shrunken Inside my thorax Always there but never seen Like a plume of smoke Hidden in ribs and sinew Buried in heart and lung Marbled through intestines Bones and tissues I see you and hear you The years of sadness The moments of desperation Locked away in this cage Screaming silently to be let out Invisible to all Felt by one There but not there An enigma I see your face Turned away in shame The hurt etched through you The longing for sunlight To cleanse you From my physical form I hear your cries Of past trauma Layered upon layer Inert, absent the energy To escape from here I see you but I don’t judge you You took form for a purpose To protect me from some Future undefined horror I thank you, and say it’s ok now I thank you, and say be free now I am me and you are you And we can each be free When we aren’t woven together like this
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She arrives with no notice
Engulfing, and folding me Deep into her embrace Where does she live and Why can’t I ever see her coming? She strokes my back so hard I can’t move Spreading her hands around My heart and gripping it hard She places wires upon my chest Connecting me up to the earth’s heartbeat I can’t block it out I must feel and hear The sadness With every stroke She shows me the dying forests The choking oceans The crying children The spreading fires The tears of their sadness are Rolling down my cheeks Their sadness becomes mine Mine becomes theirs Entangled in each other’s suffering Who is she and why does she come? Why does she do this to us? I sit in these paralysing waves And part of me wants to break free While another part Wants to be washed right over I sit in these waves And time slows I sit in these waves And everything goes quiet I sit in these waves And then I hear music Then, I see paintings Then, I feel the love Of billions of humans And Trillions of species Trying to live here In love, with sadness all around Teeth chattering
Hairs on end Indecision Fear within The words Were spoken So long ago Yet cut like glass Through my flesh Deep and fresh My chest is pounding Heart is racing Every word’s A trigger Eyes wide open Pupils exploding Waiting for something But what? These scars Are killing me Slowly When I run far away It feels special Feels good Feels relieving But it’s only fleeting Because I can’t escape The burn of these scars They cling and envelop Like an evil lover I scratch at them Yell at them But they’re still here Every time I compromised Swallowed a little lie Food for these scars And the pain they inflict My mind is praying To a god it doesn’t believe in That someday The sun will wash these scars away So that I can be free From the prison I’ve put myself in Where hands are gripped, And nails are sunk Shoulders tensed Jaws clenched And souls worn I wish I could Love these scars Away |
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