Bella & Me....At 17

Its good to have a friend that can easy the pain of loss, regardless, so many don't have anyone.

Much Love
My Friend

SO true Sis....so very true!




Fire

If life rewarded us for the moments when we were truly lucid, fully awake, you would drown in currency for each episodic spot you've rocked and brought back, fought for your soul to stay intact and kept as an untoppable track. Bella must have been blessed to have known you. I envy... almost nobody.

But neither you nor Bella sound like nobodies. Bless you, Mistress Phoenix. I bow to your bravery for releasing these glimpses.

Your view on what makes us all human is a rare vie indeed Loki,and I appreciate you seeing the fine line that was drawn in my spiritual sand at that time...


Bella sealed my soul
when it surely would have shattered.
xoxo
Thank you Loki.

Fire

Lips that burned trails down my stomache
To my garden...
SO sweet..she made hope bloom...
from the waves of pleasure
she drew from my womb...
Drinking in all my pain...
Exstinquishing the ache inside me
Bella loved me...
when I could not love my self.
The girl I shared a room with
in the childrens home...

Life certainly has its' twists and turns, all the while creating our image and developing our character. Two sister friends growing up in a children's home environment gives way for a deeper exploration of mind and body. It sounds like Bella grativated to you, having her own voids that needing fulfilling. Two young teenagers thrust into an environment that may not necessarily feel like home is emotionally and mentally challenging.
This poem touches me in many ways. The fact that Bella was there to reach out and hold you when you needed to "feel" love. The absence of a child is painstaking and torturous. To go through pregnancy, labor and the demands in those 7-9 months is a miracle for any female. To not have the reward(s) of your labor (bonding with that beautiful creation of yours) is a gut wrenching pain that never goes away in the interim of it all. Getting support and any kind of affection helps to mask the pain, however, it's a time in your life that can't be given back.
It makes me wonder where Bella is and what she has been doing in her years of womanhood. Bella was a great friend in a time of need, trying to fulfill her needs as well as her dear friend.
Fire,
I love this poem...it goes on my list for future readings.:)

Ryte...
Your view is impeccable!
You see so clearly
This was a time in my life when I thought for sure
I would die...just  from the pain
of having a child that was taken away from me
at such a young age.

It was cruel. My adopted mother had it done.
It changed my life forever.
Yet.... I am still here.
More than  a survivor...
Because God allowed people like Bella
into my world.
thank you for taking a glimpse in at my world.

Fire

Thanks for sharing such a delicate piece of your heart with us. This true story is so endearing to me. I know I wasn't there, however, through your writing it's a relateable life story. You have many beautiful ways that you share the talents of your ink. You are amazing, strong, and fierce. You are to be adored and admired. This is one of my favorites for how it fills me from the core.

Found a little of my life in this poem :)
Beautiful.

Sweet Angel
I am glad you could identify
with some of this poem

!
Thank you for reading!

Fire

Sad and beautiful..