I wish that I could escape
From my own mind
But I am stuck here
With my thoughts
With my self hate
Every moment of every day
I hate being in my skin
Nyx
I wish that I could escape
From my own mind
But I am stuck here
With my thoughts
With my self hate
Every moment of every day
I hate being in my skin
Nyx
My dear friend,
Just use your body, your mind as an instrument, now the mind is controlling you which is like a wild horse that throws you off many times, you are the rider, use your reins to control the mind, the thoughts and direct your way to the light, to a new morning full of power and strength.
Sending you much love and courage, my friend. I am so sorry that you have to suffer so much.
Big hugs to you, my friend 🙂
Didi
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Hugs back Didi
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Very visceral poem, Nyx. As an old poet – there is no sense wasting time on self hate. Our time is so short here. Find the Joy – find little things to wonder about. Grow accustomed to your skin and be at peace. I wish this for you!
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Thanks for the wish
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