From this Stone

~ Vanessa, She of Letters

I am not sure who
I am
Sometimes,
For I lose myself
In loving others
Selflessly,
Only to be the
Battered for
Their ram

My salty,
solitary tears
At times help,
Help me float
As I drift out,
Away,
always
Alone;
Lonely

I can not do it all,
Never was meant to,
I am tired
Of hurting,
And of being alone,
This way,
I fear
my heart calcifying;
And still of me
Demanded
Blood,
From this stone

Published by Vanessa, She of Letters

Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist, humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being. I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.

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