I made it to part 10 of The Purge Series!!
In case you are new, (Hi btw), this series of poems is about living and dealing with mental illness and overcoming two decades of self-hatred. It came to life when I stopped writing like it was all rainbows and butterflies and started being honest with myself- that idea is what birthed this series. “The Purge”, as in, cleaning out what has been buried inside forever. Hope you like it! 🙂
(For anyone interested, I updated my About Page from a cringe-y 16 year old’s rambling old to a proper adult’s rambling. So check that out as well!)
“COLOUR BLIND”
Spread out your arms
the weight on your chest
is bringing you down
Look up to the sky
asking God why
Beg Him to forgive you
for being written in stone
You never went with the flow
and now you’re a river
making waves in the middle of a silent valley that He called beautiful.
Why couldn’t you grow into flowers?
Why did you have to be a garden of your own:
Home to thorns, and butterflies.
Oh I don’t know why
I can’t escape myself
God knows I’ve tried and I apologise,
I was never supposed to
spread my arms, wide
the weight on my chest is bringing me down
I let go and fly
And God says I’m beautiful
But maybe you are colour blind.
Achingly beautiful. It takes courage to write in this way.
Has to be reblogged
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Thank you thank you thank you. Means more than I can ever say
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You’re very much welcome .
A very moving poem Maria, so much image and action. Keep on keeping 🌺 🌸 🌼 🌻
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🙂 thank you.
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Reblogged this on heroicallybadwriter and commented:
Here is a courageous, vivid, beautiful poem
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Thank you so much for sharing this!!
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My pleasure. 🌺 🌸 🌼 🌻
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I agree with Roger, this is a moving poem. Came here from Roger’s blog and now will follow, see where you lead me…
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Thank you so so much. This means so much and you are very welcome to follow the blog and be with me through this journey of self love
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I don’t know how someone can be such a great writer. I’m honestly kinda jealous of you. Remember us fellow beings when you get super famous, InshaAllah. Sigh.
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Wow. Thank you. No words in my mind left rn. Thank you very much
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🙂
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