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Kiss of Resurrection~
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My solar orbs cut deep
like a circular eclipse in
alignment with your heart
which was the focus of my words
penetrating the air of
your atmosphere with a verbal
force too thick that you couldn't
breathe and still you were the
god of my universe and you parted
the sky so I could lift my
wings and fly to Heaven
beyond the maroon flood that my
own hands caused with each
penetratingly deep cut
of bitterness slashed
into my used and swollen flesh
that I was drowning in and
I rotated like the moon
around your world
until I breathed a whole new
air in the breath of one
kiss of resurrection from you.
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I've sent you a pm with Wow! as the first word, but have to say it again...WOW!!! I gotta say this truly took my breath for a second.
I wanted to isolate one sentence, one line, one image which would backup what I mean but to point out one sentence brings up another which is just as good. The imagery, the emotions, the power of this poem speaks to me. I think, as a former cutter, the images of the blood coming out of the slashes self-inflicted, the bitterness which accompanies it, the knowledge that it's not suicide which cutters crave but knowledge that you can still feel anything, makes this poem so vivid to me.
Thank you Gail. I didn't know you were a cutter
and I hope you are on your way to healing
and finding some peace of mind. I feel for you.
That's not an easy thing to have to go through.
I have a chemical imbalance and if I don't take my meds
I will cut my arms or burn myself with lighters or things like that.
One time I poked myself with a pen and cut my finger with scissors.
And I also ripped open my wrist on a clothes line hook.
It's awful and I tried killing myself a couple times too.
But this was all a long time ago when I was younger.
I have gotten better and more under control now so don't worry.
I prolly shouldn't be telling you this but oh well.
Well anyway thanks hon, glad ya loved my poem and you felt it.
Oh and I do have a Sonnet I wrote about cutting.
I will post it in Creative Traditional if you want to read it.
It's called, "The Rushing."
It's not something that comes up in normal conversation...hard to find an opening for..."did you know I used to cut myself?...lol, but yes, when my mind was cloudy, voices were speaking and life was scary, cutting was the only thing which I could control about my life.
It's been almost 10 years now but sometimes I can still feel the confusion, the feelings, and through it all, I had convinced myself it was all an act. Funny how your mind can mislead you...
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Wow, wow, wow... Moonchild, this is just something else and, kinda like Gail, I wasn't exactly a cutter myself, but I would get angry at myself and, in my times when I was angry, I'd dig my nails into my skin, which I've stopped myself from doing. There was one time where I did horrible damage on my own hand and I'd always feel ashamed afterwards, and rather scared of the blood, but I could really relate to this and found it a fantastic write.
I've gotten much better and have a lot more self-love and compassion for myself then I did before, but this is such a great job you did dealing with this topic. Thank you for sharing it with us!
Well Sarah that's sad to hear but I'm glad you've
stopped too. We don't need to be hurting ourselves and then shaming
ourselves. Life is hard enough without that.
Thanks hon for reading and I'm so glad you liked the poem*hugs*