Fiercely myself
Jagged
My bloody edges
Stain the walls
My honest core
Cored
And filled
And cored
How do I go from here
As a women
Unloved
Under valued
And cut so deep
♡Saschia
Starved
Posted byJaynePosted inPoetryTags:anxiety, creative writing, depression, love, poerty, relationships
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Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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These feelings of not being valued
are just a reflection of your thinking
your self-worth is yours to keep
anyone else hasn’t to do a clicking
once you can beat these illusions
you will be more alive and kicking.
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