Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul
Through book events, poetry, and creativity, we dive a little deeper into humanity.
What drew you to me?
Was it my innocence?
Did it radiate to you?
Could you tell I was a victim,
Because I didn’t have a clue?
Couldn’t avoid you
or notice your predator eyes.
Couldn’t deny you
or sift through what I didn’t know were lies.
I let you have me
and take me
to the worst parts of you.
I let you use me
and break me
because I didn’t have a clue.
The flaw in your smile
I see it
In one portrait
Hidden, mischievous, fake.
It stretches
Teeth gleaming white.
I see you
Waiting for your next prey.
A catch that isn’t me.
“Monsters are fake!” She yells at her mom.
Her mom stares at her five year old daughter with a smirk and an evil look in her eyes, “No, honey. They’re not…” she whispers. “Look around you…” she grabs her daughter’s arm as her daughter lets out a scream.
Her mom’s grip was tight and bruising her arm. She was being dragged to a mirror.
“See!” her mother yells. “Look in there! Now don’t you see a monster!?”
The girl looks at herself in the mirror, crying. She did see a monster. Two in fact. One holding the other by the arm.
(another piece of writing I did in my past)
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 