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Breath Through The Wait

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  Breath Through The Wait The heavy anticipation culminates in a complete surrender, with the oppressive weight of the wait dragging her down. She is a tightly coiled figure, her head hidden, utterly immersed in a flow of deep blues and wounded purples. Around her, the setting has shattered into a jarring, stained-glass mosaic. Shards of burning red and sickly yellow pierce through the waiting room, transforming it into a scene from a fever dream. The wait has transcended a simple social inconvenience, becoming a feeling of spiritual siege. She almost dissolves into the furniture, marked by a particular exhaustion in which all distractions have failed, forcing her into the raw, noisy silence of our own collective minds. The room's colours aren't merely decorative; they resonate like high-pitched emotional frequencies, vibrating against a body of stagnant water. You've succumbed to that awkward in-between space: the momentum of your life has stalled, leaving you with only do...
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Celeste Sacrificed Self

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The illusion of being deliberate and in control
In disregard of difficult and painful feelings
This habitual self-harm is difficult to stop
I'm overdosed on power and challenge

I am comforted by the covering of evidence
I am the one that got away
The one that sneaked under your radar
And whilst you do not know me
I am powerful
I shine through my self-inflicted damage

Through the cuts and compulsion
The burning and infliction
The scratching and wrenching
I see myself within those that I kill
They did not see themselves in my ascension

And when the act is completed there is a momentary stillness
A silenced and protected space
A place for me
This, in my sense of achievement
My rebirth is in the possibility of next





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