My purpose in life is not to fill yours
I didn’t accept an invitation at birth to sit in your empty spaces and listen to you rust and groan
The path you take, yours alone
I did not sign up by simply being born
Swallow the air you breathe, expand and contract with gentle flow or selfish anger as you must
Leave me be while I tend to my own
The discomfort you feel
Keep it off my shoulders and pack it away as you please
I wasn’t put on this Earth to spiritually flat line while being continually cut off at the knees
The house you built is not my home
I have shown up time and again, open and free, full of love
Intentions of hope
Hanging myself
By my own rope
~Alisa Hutton
I had to sit with this one a bit, let it bounce and flow in my mind. Whoa, Alisa. You tapped into something with this one, like you truly HAD to get it out. Peace to you.
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I really did. Thanks, Tre. Peace to you as well my friend.
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Wow!!! That sinks deep for me.
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Unfortunately it does for me as well 😕
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❤️
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A dark and macabre little gem Alisa.
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Thanks, Cake ❤
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