1/17/22

An earthquake inside me

Rumbling my core

Shaking never ending

Pieces of me fall 

down 

and down

The Core is buried

Beneath the rubble of pain

I can sense the glow

But it is faint

The walls are steep

They fall down to where the Core lies

The Core

Is good

Is safety

Is all of me, the whole of me

But for now it is so small

So tiny and cold

I am trying to give it heat 

To feel its love

And acceptance

But it’s so so far away

 

Still, I will be patient

I will sit with that faint glow

I will hold myself with my trembling arms

Waiting for the aftershocks to subside

Waiting to come out into the light.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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