How beautiful that blood that Thy Sole Son did spill

on a criminals cross, for Thy children to heal!

How great Thy True love, in such humble display!

How far didst Thou stoop so to show dark Thy Way!

How wide were Thine arms to the east and the west,

so to hold Thy beloved, so to so call them blessed!

How sweet is the sound of Thine unending grace!

What love! Oh Father, to giveth us Thin...

June was the longest year of my life.

The Moirai conspired to show me how different paths would play out.

On the day of reckoning,

I stood at the altar,

Calling upon false gods.

My voice turned to hushed whispers,

Then a broken prayer—

God began to sound like my mother,

Tone-deaf lullabies, swaddled in codependency.

Even though the chord had been cut for twenty five summers,

I still cannot breath...

I’m getting cosmetic surgery

Hope the doctor gets it right

Lines and wrinkles go away

Save that for when I’m old and gray!

My neck looks like a turkey

I want it smooth and tight

With all the money I’m spending

The doctor, better get it right !!

Bleeding leads to beauty

So,I must go under the knife

I have to do it now

Or,regret it all my life!

Also getting a nose job,

My nose is as long as ...

A piercing of the flesh opens the skin


Blood spilling out and danger begins


Problems arising that can't be buried


Burdens fall and can no longer be carried


Bringing it to an end with a sharp knife


Happily moving forward forever with life


Wounds that bled time will eventually heal


Truths of the matter healing starts to reveal


A gift of dark times is a new found duty

This is how bleeding l...

This is how bleeding leads to beauty…

A tree root tumor around my heart

That’s what you were

So intertwined with me heart

That it seemed to be the reason it beat

Yet you continue to march to the beat of your own drum

You planted your roots in my heart

And used them to grow and anchor

Taking all the vital nutrient from my heart

But l began to wither as you continued to flourish

You chopped down...

this is how bleeding leads to beauty—

when I travel the rugged plains on your wrists

the ones I long to kiss

and sew shut

so your love

doesn’t fall to the ground

anymore

because there are other doors from which beauty comes

and I want to show you that bleeding sometimes means healing too...

A heart made of glass, shattered at last

Turned into stone to cover the gold

Torn at the threads until nothing was left

Pebbles to pearls, the sun gleams again

Carved out the truth from the piercing scorn

The shadows succumb after years tearing down

The blood gushing out, released a sprout

A flower of peace dancing carefree

Born from the darkness and shame in oneself

Survived through the torment t...

You never know how the pain,

Leads you to a happy ending

In that moment of defeat,

When you’re left bruised and bleeding

This is how bleeding leads to beauty,

Like a phoenix you will rise

Once you’ve fallen from the tower,

You spread your wings and touch the skies...

I roam the land of ash

My paws bleed in ink,

More and more and more,

But still I crawl

The ink then swirls

Into light and dark,

Into reality and dream,

Into letters and spaces,

Into poetry

And the first line

Speaks of bleeding

As beauty...

If you want to be beautiful,

All you need are these 5 steps,

Indulge yourself in a world full of pride and contempt;

Step 1–

Become a people-person. But not just any… please others first and then yourself.

Never stop saying yes or thank you. Allow yourself to be “nice”; because there’s nothing prettier than a woman who knows when to shut up and and when to stay silent after doing what she’s told. ...