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Taiquando Technicalities
Showering myself in Taekwondo Techinicalites, personalities persuaded, shaded in reds, golds and greens, I’m keen to get started on arted streams of living the dream, Sorcery slaves come in waves as I stumble upon depths of Johnny Depp typecast of weird yet wonderful characters. I see myself in them, a sidelined soul shoaled for not…
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Eating Disoriented
The correlation between my eating disorder and perfectionism drives my mental obsession into a sworded yet valuable lesson. Weight masters The perpetuating disaster which awaits the numbers game, creating more shame in and amongst the Countdown of crevices. “I’ll have one from the top and four from the bottom please Rachel but make sure they…
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Perfectemundo
Weaker is the Seeker who is transfixed by the rulebook. Petrified, she must rectify and clarify. Permanently tense, her throat chakra needs a fence to deploy against the enemy within. Fearing people, places and things for criticism is astigmatism for the trapped trauma. Warmer are her attributes when her hyper sensitivity becomes less fidgety, clearing…
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Endeavour
I’m on a Secret Endeavour to create something clever from a plethora of hidden talents. Manifesting as the days go by, tuning into a lullaby which represents all those times I’ve kept it small, afraid to stand tall. Appalled by the way I spoke to myself and still do at times, a sign to step…
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Nikoteen
Why do I return to the Mac who hasn’t got my back, using my vulnerability to appease his lack of responsibility, An Anorectic Avoidant whose Co-dependency provides his entity, Emotionally unavailable, unstable in his constitution yet I keep going back for more. Zero personal boundaries equating a foundry for my mental mould. When will this…
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Over and Under
Oversharing leads to undersharing, Overindulgence leads to deprivation, Acting Out leads to Acting In, When will the balance begin? I crave Piggy in the middle, I crave the beige in Lidl, I admire the mediocre Fiddle Player whose scraping by but full of joy 😊 I employ the help of tip top tools to cool…
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Rhythmic Lyrics
My Poetry’s been compared to Rap, Tap, tap tapping into that rhythm which is a given considering I’m a Drummer, Funner activities @ the Community Inn, Providing a space for people to win Mutual appreciation for the Creatives in da house but I sit quiet as a Mouse, waiting for the cool 😎 crowd to…
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Star Crossed Chords
As I’m chord cutting, I envision myself as a Jedi Master, the faster my light sabre moves, the faster my feuds are removed, Driven by entangled toxic connected shocks is a revelling reminder to be kinder to those who pose a threat to my safety net. An assumption conjured up by the gumption of the…
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Nerves
I never know what to say, I overdo it because nerves get in the way, delay, pause then respond, conned into patterns of the past, “you won’t be accepted unless you wear a mask”. In group situations, I constantly escape to the loo, to avoid awkward silences and social ques, Then I go and blurt…
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Mind Madness
Stratospherically speaking, my mind needs tweaking, It’s ruminating tendencies leaves me in pieces, Compulsively re-visiting conversations at every occasion. Who said what, where, when and why, even a casual “Hi” has me questioning my own integrity, some levity would be gratefully received, peeved at the fact it’s part and parcel of wrapping me up in…
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