V Pendragon

I cannot know how you were broken,

The dreadful words that once were spoken;

I can only imagine how you were played

Resulting in a hurt that stayed…

and stayed so long it steeped in rage,

a pain inside, a hurt so vile

now you foist it on some unfortunate…

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Altar at Dawn

Who is the “I” that I think that I am?

Am I the Tiger?

Or am I the Lamb?

Who is the “I” that I have become

When all of my pieces have merged into one?

Who is the “I” that’s connected by breath

to my very beginning… to my…

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V Pendragon

V Pendragon

Astrology-Informed Artist; Author of self-help books on healing with Ozark Mt. Publishers; survivor