Blindsided betrayal burns belonging
Bitter barriers beget blame
Beautiful, but beaten
Boundaries broken;
bodies blending
bodies bending
Breath becomes
battered
bruised
buried
***
Boundless bravery
becomes better beginnings
Bare buds blossom,
bringing back belief
Brick by brick
Breath by breath
Brilliance beckons;
breakdown, breakout
breakaway.
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Lauren Elizabeth
Re-igniting my love of words. Writing about life, love, heartbreak, and motherhood. Plus some short story fiction.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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Wow, this is very well done!