Move On

Care will not change an ex –
tenderness rejected –
quit dwelling –
no more than a servant
in that abode –
innocence bore dependence,
and that perpetual need to fix
only perpetuated plummet –
hold cries,
to being a survivor!

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

20 thoughts on “Move On”

  1. Confessing to being a survivor is an important step to salvation from the past. Freeing to the mind, like dust in the wind.
    These lyrics came to mind. 🙂
    “Where do we go from here
    How do we find our wings
    How do you breathe without dreams
    Where do we go from here”

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