Tag Archives: Bleeding Hearts

Emancipation – My Soul

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It was either the scissors or the bottle of bleach.

I chose the scissors and it turned into a form of liberation. An emancipation day significant freedom.

It was more than letting the hair go but a shedding of the shackled weight, which was slowly suffocating.

My nostrils of life are slowly allowing in oxygen. Thumbelina is pushing through.

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For Lee

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See how the eagle soar so high in flight, a majestic sight for all in the heavens and soil beneath? One day I will release that toil in my heart with such ease and not with a sigh.The way I allowed you to slip into my blood like vicious lustful red blood cells was anemic danger. For one who hardly drinks I was ready to sip on our conversations which were always so red winery deep.You fed an insatiable hunger that hang like a parasitic creature sucking more and more. I love that feeling of comfort I felt around you which especially came from an intellectual simulation which surrounds my passion. Just like Jojo “I am a sucker for a guy with a beautiful mind,” the mind you dutifully pluck under layers of protection. Yet I saw it and so began my journey into heartbreak. I am bait to you, reeling your line at convenient times to keep me netted.

*unfinished* *affected*

Bleeding Hearts

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Remembering

 Photo by Tess Kincaid via Magpie Tales

They come here every year around this time. They meaning the ‘people’ of course, many crowding around the designated site with its bows and trinkets.

Some people buy the little goodies just to give to the charities of all the events that follow after the media left. Left for the fresher story but the people never forgot, coming back not just for show but for healing.

A need for a hurting heart, bleeding from tragedies from many decades ago. Blood that   never stop to flow.

Blood flowing when Japan planes dusted Pearl Harbor in red in 1941.

Blood flowing when Sandy Hook flowers screams filled the air in 2012.

Bodies floating like wild sargassum in 2006.

Bodies floating in rivers because of the Christmas Eve trough.

How many more hearts must bleed?


Magpie Tales interpretation for 297 entry.