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Sweater Weather in July
Like a sweater over bruised skin
Is the state of my soul
I thought I was farther along
In being whole
But too many sips and strangers
Spiraling rationale
Back into gut wrenching
Waves of anger
Gasping for air in dark parking lots
Reverting into violation
And mistrust
Gripping the ground
To feel something other than soft
Muscles clenched
Perception closed off
The next morning sore and empty
Disassociation swarming
Buzzing in my ears
I wrap my open wounds once again
Sweater weather in July
For my pain cannot face the light
Is the state of my soul
I thought I was farther along
In being whole
But too many sips and strangers
Spiraling rationale
Back into gut wrenching
Waves of anger
Gasping for air in dark parking lots
Reverting into violation
And mistrust
Gripping the ground
To feel something other than soft
Muscles clenched
Perception closed off
The next morning sore and empty
Disassociation swarming
Buzzing in my ears
I wrap my open wounds once again
Sweater weather in July
For my pain cannot face the light
Published 1st Aug 2024
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1st Aug 2024 12:01pm
8th Aug 2024 5:12am
Very deep and brave write. Thanks so much for sharing. I feel the pain in these words. Nicely written. Appreciate you.
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