My latest Blood into Ink piece.
In the middle of the night, shadows breathe;
bury your face—bite your pillow when you scream.
Don’t wake the house with your nonsense.
Terrors wear an addict’s face, and smile with her teeth;
ten thousand demons seeded in your soul.
Don’t wake the house with your nonsense.
She was never your mother; and you are not her.
You are the light dressed in chainmail—
the greatest warrior I’ve ever known.
This poem was inspired by my aunt. Aunt Denise’s birth mother had tried to abort her with a coat hanger in 1959, and after her birth, she was adopted by her aunt and uncle, whom I’ve always known as Grandma and Grandpa Carter. My beautiful, fierce aunt lived her life plagued with hatred for the woman who didn’t want her. I hope Aunt Denise is peaceful now. I miss her like mad…
Love ❤️So moving and real!
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Thank you, Samantha! 💜
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My Goodness, this is so beautifully powerful. Of course you know I love it. But I can’t help saying I do anyway. You’re brilliant, Lady. ❤
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Your kind words and thoughts make my heart smile. Thank you, Good Sir. 🙂 ❤
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Heart smiles are my favorite! ❤😊
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💖😍
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That is a horrific story Kindra… but you bring a hard one light to the darkest of places
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You’re so lovely. Thank you, my friend.
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My pleasure Kindra, it is well deserved.
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😌
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That is some title. Beautifully written.
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Thank you, my homie. ❤
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‘You are the light dressed in chainmail.’
Love that line.
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Thank you, Jac! ❤ Love to you!
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So good. Felt the love and pain in each word and pause
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You’re so kind. Thank you! ❤
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This is really good! You always impress me
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Thank you so much, Braeden. ❤
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Welcome my delightful friend ❤️
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Aw man
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❤
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You are ❤ly. As is your literature.
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You’re a sweetheart. Thank you!
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She was never your mother & you are not her
Killer stuff Kindra
I will be thinking about that for a while
As Sheldon Always
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❤ Thanks, Sheldon. How are you? I think of you often.
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I am just trying to hold on to what I have
I had posted this a while back,that I was in a car accident Going on 2 years now but I’m still dealing issues from the accident
I try to visit you when I can,I’m still writing little a feen and doing art
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Oh, Sheldon, I’m so sorry about that. ❤
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Thank you Kindra
I just appreciate
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Thank you Kindra
I appreciate your concern
Your visiting
Support and encouragement
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You’re welcome, always. I wish I could take away your pain.
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I afraid this is it
And I have to
Find positive
In the all
Of life
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❤ Lots of love!
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