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Fire Flies


Safe


Secure


The wound comes back


Core wound to feel safe, feel space, be yourself. Feel free.


Safe, to be yourself


space


Infinite space


Womb space


Everyday feel womb space Happiness


Infinity


PTSD, trauma


It's a soft spot a break in your energy


A tear in your aura


You run, to run free


It's a weakness


It holds you back


"You're not safe here"


You immediately recoil. Coil back down. Small. Make yourself small.


You reach out for others but they are out of your grasp


You can't run like them


You can't run with them


You run but you're out of breath faster, you cramp you feel pain


SAFE. I want Safe. I want Secure. I want Peace.


Peace is not here.


It leaks out of your spleen. The peace you knew has been leaking out of your spleen.


Everyone knows it. Everyone can sense it.


Exhausted. 17 years.


Exhaustion.


Give up. It's time to give up. Until. a tiny point of light? Tiny inspirations keep you


moving. Authentic inspirations.


Or distractions? You or me?


Destructions.


Disassociations.


Distractions.


Where are the inspirations? Those are safe and secure. Keep chasing those fire flies? The tiny inspirations.