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RAGING THROUGH EVISCERATION
In the time it took to take my Seroquel and then think about what I wanted to forget.
It all came back to me. The anger the heartache, my screaming on the inside yet throwing
Things around my room on the outside.
In a temper tantrum type of tornadic spinning of non control I heard that person lie about me
And in a moment of hearing those filthy, disgusting, degrading, disillusional lines of dishonesty.
I raged through evisceration.
I decide that this was a tie where I should own my feelings and didn’t give a damn about that person felt assuaged or not. I is no longer we and I enjoy being I.
I enjoy waking up at six, doing yoga, pilates, and ballet naked with my windows open. Yet you having
To heave your own issues of shame and guilt on me like a weight one should never carry just added
More to the load as I raged on through you giving me more and more emotional and mental evisceration.
Get out of my energy, stop zapping my crystals. Leave me be and watch what happens for every time you stand out to hurt, conquer, destroy and demean me. In the back of my mind and in my heart I know there is nothing you can really do to me. For there is no more pain, guilt, or shame. I cannot be responsible for your stuff and am raging through evisceration.
