Posted in Daily Poetry, New Work, Poetry, Uncategorized

Gaslight Pilots

Even subconsciously

I know when

hurt is out to hurt me

and always I feel

as though my peaceful passiveness

toward it all

pilots the gas that lights

the flames

of self-pity

that brand me with

every acquiescence.


23 March 2019


Curating Personal Year 9. Wife and mom of 3. Writer. Zentrovert. Aspiring Engineer. Resident Badass.

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