THE REMEDY

Welcome to our journals filled with poetry, prose & art Created by Dani & Mel

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It's a full moon release all that does not serve you.

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A Gloomy Existence

Denial; one of the deadly stages of grief.

Also known as my current state of being,

A realm of obscurity, 

Caught between dwelling on,

And abandoning memories.

Words of comfort are given, 

That are as generic as a sympathy card.

Sorry for your loss,

Of innocence. 

Then there are those who send positivity,

it gets better.

They can’t fathom the idea,

that this isn't a passing storm, 

More of a grey cloud hanging over head, 

As a constant reminder. 

Denial; is me, 

looking up only to find clear skies.

 -Melanie Sheehan 

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We're not free till we're all free!

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Poetry is broken 

It is wordscollapsedontop  ofoneanother 

Like humans when the land has shrunk itself 

To hone emotions they must be contained 

Butwhat  happens when a boiling pot overflows 

Burning occurs, anger occurs 

And I hate humanity and how held back we are 

Like an unfinished poem who hasn’t yet cried 

Like a child unloved but it keeps coming back to the source 

Mother, 

I have treated you unfair and that is fair because you told me 

I wasn’t good enough, in all the ways you can tell a person 

By not telling them but by how unloved you treated them 

In many ways

You cannot forgive me mother says, 

and there is a level of unrest throughout the roots 

An uneasy ground 

We are running back to our past selves

weeping 

How are things different after death? 

By: Dani Sheehan

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Don't allow your demons to take away your divinity. They might win the battle but you will win the war. Keep going!

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Wake up world, there's art to be made!