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♐Gypsy Soul bound by trauma chains ☯Finding herself again ☮Remembering how to write Trigger warning Mental health awareness

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    Phoenix

    Phoenix, my angel, sent from above
    You are my ray of sunshine
    My one true love
    With you by my side, everything will be fine

    Phoenix, God, handpicked our match.
    He knew a perfect team we would become
    He sent you in Mummys roughest patch
    He knew I needed saving, and you were the one

    Phoenix, you own the key to my heart
    I never knew what love was until I met you
    You are my missing jigsaw part
    Now stuck down with glue

    Phoenix, you are my reason for breathing
    My heart, my soul, my everything
    I promise, unlike your father, I'm never leaving
    You will always be protected under my wing

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    Behind the laughter, jokes, and antics
    Has this become your everyday practice?
    Is this a disguise?
    What happens when you remove your mask?
    When you are solely in your room at night
    Do your demons appear, ready to fight?
    What are you protecting under all of these layers?
    Are you hiding behind this pseudonym?
    Under the moonlight, do your thoughts begin?
    What is this part of yourself that you will never reveal?
    Do you feel safe under this masquerade?
    What is it that makes you so afraid?
    Are you fearful of what might happen if you let anyone in?
    You put on a pretty good show.
    But are you hurting yet don't want others to know?
    You may be smiling, but your eyes show different.
    I can see what others do not.
    Who are you really, or have you forgotten?
    What would happen if you let down your walls and soften?
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    I want to make you forget that there was anyone before me

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    Running/avoiding/hiding

    What do you run from?

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    I've been running my whole life
    Running from the wooden spoon
    Running from the belt
    Running away from home
    Running away from my small town
    Running away from people
    Running away from bills
    Running away from my emotions
    Running away from my fears
    Running away from commitment
    Running away from adult responsibilities
    Running away from problems
    Running away from what's good for me
    Running away from anything too tough, big, or scary


    ©brokengypsysoul

  • brokengypsysoul 2w

    #WritingContest

    Participate in writing contests hosted in the Creative Arena.

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    The walls

    The walls hold many secrets
    They have seen terrible things
    They see the hidden parts
    The walls strip off the masks
    They show true colours
    They see
    The breakdowns
    The abuse
    The tears
    The hidden family secrets
    The dying souls
    And they weep
    Oh the walls weep
    They feel the pain
    They wish they could help
    They want to protect
    The poor innocent children
    The beaten partners
    The lost souls
    The caged ones
    The walls see all
    And oh how they weep for you
    They want to save you
    Only the walls know the truth

    ©brokengypsysoul

  • brokengypsysoul 2w

    I lost myself in loving you

    I let myself get lost when loving another.
    You go from an everyday thing with another to on your own, and you have to find yourself again, who am I as a single person? Im a different person as I was then; I was a different person before. I am a different person now.
    I lost myself im finding myself again
    I allowed myself to be vulnerable; I let someone see the darker side of me, I fully opened up and trusted - things im now discouraged to do again.

    Vulnerability is scary

    I don't know who I am - and that's okay
    I lost myself - and that's okay
    Im learning, and im growing, im finding myself again - and that's okay

    ©brokengypsysoul

  • brokengypsysoul 4w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 6 word short tale on Feathers

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    She was free like a feather
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  • brokengypsysoul 4w

    Sutle
    They keep you around
    In case it doesn't work out with her
    Second option

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  • brokengypsysoul 4w

    Mental health fucks us up so bad sometimes
    I don't want to be that person who another speaks bad about due to my mental health, so it's easier to shut myself away to avoid that.

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  • brokengypsysoul 4w

    It's not about being...
    Funny enough or
    Good enough or
    Pretty enough
    You are enough and
    You will be enough for the right person

    ©brokengypsysoul