such an interesting image of interaction with pain. I wanna look at it and tell it she's not a threat to me, she's just telling me something is not right. and then she looks back and tells me it isn't,
thank youπ it took me a while to separate my pain from myself and think of it not in terms of who i was but as something that was happening to me. these lines were the result :) im very happy you caught it!
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wow. this poem is so powerful.
What do you do,
when you look at the pain
and the pain looks back at you?
such an interesting image of interaction with pain. I wanna look at it and tell it she's not a threat to me, she's just telling me something is not right. and then she looks back and tells me it isn't,
but it will be okay.
thank youπ it took me a while to separate my pain from myself and think of it not in terms of who i was but as something that was happening to me. these lines were the result :) im very happy you caught it!
completely, we are not our pain. I guess it's just a little passenger going through us
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