poetry
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It’s just You and me here in the dark. The bold, faith-filled proclamations made in the light slink back into a corner of quiet loneliness as night creeps in. The night sits heavy on my chest. Sometimes, it’s like a warm blanket. Other times, it’s like a snake that wraps itself around me, twisting and…
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Sometimes I take inventory of my body and find my jaw clenched, my shoulders tense, my hands balled into fists. It’s like I’m hanging on for dear life to something slipping through my fingers. What if I let go? Let myself be cracked wide open? Let myself melt into rest? What if—instead of holding on…
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You pull me close, I won’t resist, My heart was made for Love like this. An empty cavern; a desert plain, Nothing to offer but all of my pain. You take it in stride, both hands on my face, Breathe life in my lungs; You fill in the space. Where the world left me empty,…
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I built an alter You sent the fire Burn up the offering Every other desire Fill in the space The great in between ‘Til I see Your face My heart, make it clean My eyes, make them pure Flooded with light Push darkness back Bind it to night Fear clouds my view I grasp for…
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You rode into my life, a knight in shining armor; pulling me out of my own miry pit. A hero in my eyes, until you sliced me with your sword. It wasn’t intentional, you’d say.In fact, how dare I assume it was even about me at all? This invalidation lodged a dagger in my heart,…
Brit Blazes her Trail 