On a plain piece of notebook paper…she came home.
She wrote all of her desires and needs to be cast into the great unknown on the night of the full moon
She never asked for much, very little in fact
A kind heart and hand
Someone to love and protect her….not hurt her
It seems for so long she attracted the self destructive people
the damaging, the abusive….
the irrevocably broken themselves
All she wanted was what she gave returned to her….
But she didn’t need to tell someone
She needed the someone to see her and know
So, tonight, on the night of the full moon when the energy was at its peak…
She asked for what she longed for…she asked for everything she knows she deserves
As she lit the flame and let it all go
She sensed peace within her soul
and sensed love of self
She needed to bestow the compassion on herself that she so easily gave away
She forgave her self for trusting too much, for trying too hard
She forgave herself for being way to hard on herself and letting others be hard on her
She came home to the woman…not the damaged little girl…
She was at ease in her own skin for the first time in a very long time
She came home
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