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black holes

Foggy duvet,  rosy cheeks

Early mornings, 

Little to no sleep, 

Chasing silence,

Catching breath 

Someone help me find

My way 

 

I didn’t fall.

I crashed 

Body sore,

My spirit cries. 

Mirror lies 

No more tears to cry

I didn’t fall.

I crashed.

 

Moss in my hand,

Scars on my feet

Beautiful sunshine,

But I live in fear 

Stay far away 

Don’t catch this.

No one should feel pain like that!

 

Foggy duvet, rosy cheeks 

Early morning 

Little to no sleep, 

Chasing silence,

Catching breath 

Someone help me find

My way 

 

Faking smile 

Jokes learnt off by heart 

Small painful chats

Keeps rolling eyes 

It’s dark, it’s sticky,

It’s my first skin 

Black holes are closer 

Than scientist claim.

 

Foggy duvet, rosy cheeks 

Early morning 

Little to no sleep, 

Chasing silence, catching breath

Someone help me find

My way

Kasia Kowalska

clay therapist    yoga for adults/people with special needs    mindfulness instructor    life and wellbeing coach  sna   
neurodivergent informed and nature based practice practitioner    psychotherapist in training

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