#wild is she

[dreamyjeann]

"I hold my

shadows close

because they

remind me

that I always

have someone

to run with."

[lilacdreamsandwolfcries]

do we celebrate the breaking of others? hiding two hands behind our back because watching them fall makes us feel more alive than saving them would? or maybe we can't save the things we don't understand. this skin, it is in constant need of forgiveness. growing out of itself layer by layer, while scars that hold stories a mind doesn't want to touch are left behind. and when you look down- you realize with wrists tied together, you can't catch them if you can't reach for yourself. worn fingers loosen the knots and you wonder how you have lived with the grip so tight. coming undone has never felt so beautiful. we spend our life in fear of abandonment never realizing that it could save us. there is pain in healing- letting go of what makes you feel small knowing this means letting go of you, too. but it's how you arrive. falling into a relationship with yourself that is no longer home for those who break you. and when your eyes find your hands, remember that saving you is saving them. bridges were built for people to walk or burn. never be sorry for starting the fire

by Wilder Poetry, Wild Is She

[dreamyjeann]

"She

didn't

want

to be

saved

She

wanted

to be

found

In this world

where everyone's

eyes were

letting go."

[dreamyjeann]

"Don't look to the ground

because your shadow

looks tall,

your eyes were meant

to know the light."

[dreamyjeann]

"You left me hollow

But I learned to fill myself

With more of me."

[dreamyjeann]

"When it's hard

to get out

of the woods

find comfort

in being lost."

[dreamyjeann]

"She drank

stars like

whiskey

with

no fear

of them

falling

from her

eyes."

[dreamyjeann]

"I walk

with those

who are

peculiar

like me."