Trainwreck


She wounded her prey with fevered contempt. A manic cycle of loss at the expense of her own shared DNA. A scorned woman bathing in denial. Killjoy of well-made plans. Notably a strong independent woman to a stranger as she squabbles of all her merits and spews big words. Fears of judgement weaken her and she hides at day. She can’t see she’s perfect. If she only realized she stands in her own way.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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