Rare, is the feeling of security,
after the world you built, was spun.
Feeling the need to keep your armor on,
long after the war is done.
The too common, uncommon - brokenness,
that hits each heart like a brick.
That rare churning in your stomach,
when those memories make you sick.
Unparalleled peace and joy are born,
through the thistles and the briar.
When you finally learn to love yourself,
Now, that shit there, is rare!
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
Yes it is. Nicely done.
Yes it is Kelli. 🥰 good take on the challenge. Always love your creations. ❤️
Oh man, this is wonderful! How clever and profound of a rarity. I love "self love" and "security" as a theme for this challenge. Well done!