I’ll keep stepping
Because that is what I do
Disappointment vibrates
Through me
Lack of authenticity
Sorely lacking
Thoughts in head
Disappear
Like a vapor
Dust
It was never real
It was never going to be enough
The mantra repeats-
Enough is never good enough
Toe-to-toe I fold
Like the Edvard Munich painting
Screaming
Bummed at the loss
Of nothing
But
Craving everything
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Author: JJ Taylor
Many have shared that I am the strongest woman they know. I would disagree... when life kicks you in the teeth there is only one place to look and that is UP!
I will be sharing my poetry, random thoughts, my hopes, my dreams, defining my strength and my faith. I'm honest, raw and real. I'm writing more for me, but perhaps someone will find my words that will help you in a profound way
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