My World

My World

I have ceased to attempt to orchestrate my environment to
meet my deepest needs
for safety and love.

I accept that my trajectory is maimed by the events of my life
therein, lies an obligatory sense of
understanding that I require
a caldron of equanimity,
creativity and purging

The healing game.

It is mine always has been
My sensory system overwhelmed and hyper vigilant since my early years.

Acceptance being the key to my peace, accepting the permanent damage,
Knowing that life cannot be erased or undone,
Ignorance the luxury of others.

Not to be for me

Soldier on I say, My heart strong for the days ahead!


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