This is how I got here.... Now I remember. Years of a parasite eating at my core, and being crushed under the boot of cruel men. Even women quick to burn me if in their best interest.
So many times these occurred I became weak, leery, cautious. Carrying my pain in a secret compartment, dawning my lipstick and a smile so all think I'm ok portraying the stoic woman I am; but crying inside for someone too see into the gentle soul. I have nowhere to reach.
Waiveringly I let a few in and step forward with trepidation. Let love shine through beloveds.
And know, if you are in the mosaic i miss you. And honestly, I need you. In some fashion send me your energy of kindness and protection.
Perhaps my years of life can help you. I would love some one on one time with you.
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