I listen for my own breath, feel the beat of my heart.
I’ve been a hostage so long, no longer know my own name.
I must be real, must be a person. Am I right? I don’t know.
Racing thoughts, like the beating wings of a thousand birds,
Chase away any sense of Self, bring on the fatigue that I call Me.
With no true mirror to look for evidence that I exist, no clues of who I am,
I once again drift off into the abyss of the Land of the TV People
Where I find my home and family, where I live out my wildest dreams.
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I feel you there
Just behind my eyes
Behind the long-since modified smile the world sees
I no longer wear a mask
Yet I know
That the me I was before
The me that has yet to live
Still lives a ghostly life within
I get glimpses when I look
With the right sight
The way a child sees playmates
Where others do not
Other times you are gone
Do you leave me
Or do I leave you
Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt 2016: ghost
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Maybe someday I will…
Feel confident about my talents
Love my thighs
Forgive “God” for not giving me what I secretly demand of life
Appreciate my own heart
Speak up for myself in the moment instead of going blank until it is too late
Embrace my imperfections
Drink enough water
Go to sleep simply
Leave my phone out of the bedroom
Be able to do three pull ups
(Do one pull up)
Stop caring so much what I think others will think of me
Spend more time in a day talking positively to myself than I do negatively
Really start living
Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: maybe
I have been operating under the following assumptions:
That I am plain, average and dull
That I am unmemorable, forgettable
That to surrender to pleasure is a death sentence
That love becomes humiliation overnight
That vulnerability ends in shame
But I am finally reframing these beliefs
I am choosing to find new truths:
I am lovely, unique and vibrant
I am memorable, unforgettable
Pleasure is safe and begets more pleasure
Love always elevates and is never wrong or cruel
Vulnerability is my birthright and there is no shame in it ever
So you see, I got this
(No thanks to you, btw)
Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: assumption
Warning: This woman no longer accepts less than she deserves. At times, may erupt into genuine, whole-body laughter. Has been known to cry when she is so moved, and could care less about what other people think of her. Determined to use her voice and talents until her last dying breath. Interact with her at your own risk. Could cause deep joy and love when taken with respect.
Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: warning
She held her breath and waited
Looking for a permit to be who she really was
For someone to say, OK, now you can be you
It never occurred to her it was her choice
Until it was almost too late
She released her breath and stepped forward
Into the beauty of the unknown
And went to see who she would find inside
Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: permit
“I’m a slow study,”
she said with apologetic eyes.
“It takes me awhile to get a thing.
But when I get it,
it’s in the vault.”
I smiled, knowing she knows plenty.
Maybe someday she’ll know what I do:
She’s as bright as they come.
A slow study is only slow in someone else’s opinion.
I’d like to see that knowing in her eyes.
Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: study