Foreign Thoughts

I just experienced the strangest thought…

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not strange, I suppose not.

but it was a foreign thought.

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I thought to myself as I wrote down some prose

~maybe I should edit or censor myself

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But No. 

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then who would I be?

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Except an ungenuine poet 

unraveling at the seams. 

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❤ Glitterfly Jessa

The Tortured Mind… And the cycle it plays

Wondering how long ill continue to feel

Its taken so long, but ive finally started to heal

Healing from the scars of my past

The emotional cuts that hurt deep down and seemed to last

…to bring a child into your tortured mind

Is so incredibly wrong, but wheres the line? 

Of who hurt you so you hurt me and i hurt in turn you see

Its a chain reaction almost impossible to break

It takes a lot of courage, time, and self-aware ability

To stop the cycle that hurts so great 

Adulthood

Always wondering if my decisions are right
Between my heart and my mind, there is a lot of strife
Tossing and turning the choices around
Sooner or later, i would like to feel safe and sound
Nothing to make up my mind for me
When every choice takes a while for the seed to bud into tree
Constantly in the unknown
This is no way to grow

Life is so different when you hit adulthood
Nothing feels the way i thought it would…