Thursday, February 5, 2015

Cutting No More

Throw down your knives and blades 
Feel the love from the goddess lick your wounds 
Healing you from the urge
To use hurt to make pain go away
Pray to the Goddess or God if you prefer 
To soften the hierarchy of anxiety 
Let it cascade into nothing
Meditate on your precious sweetness 
Ecstasy is in your heart
Waiting for you to call it forth 

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