Image original - struggled.by sollenafotografie Woman You rose up From dirt and earthiness You were not Conceived by the stars To shrink into nothingness Show me your scars The bruises of spirit that Mark who you are Scream from the places That you don't show Mapped on the inside Hear me when I tell you A thousand times On a thousand shores I will break these chains As I did once before You will not shackle us again Remember The grit of who you are The lines marked i

art - Natalia Drepina "You're a shadow priestess, you already know it speaks to the poison already in them and not you..." - Molly Roberts What does it mean to walk the path of a Dark Goddess, when the vibration of your soul, deep in your bones, infused within your very blood, calls out, screams for authenticity, and in so doing births a Shadow priestess? The calling aches and births us from pain, with pain, and for pain, embodying the wounded healer and receiving Chiron's ke

Image- wallpaperwide Puncture marks punctuate Torn from bullet wounding points A cage of overgrown weeds Deep breaths filling lungs with ache The moments between chaotic order dissemble Ties of red chord twisting Shadow calling in the tears The point of entry shifted and shifted again A wall of broken points Silent wailing phantom echoes Lesson after lesson of drowning The absence of fire dancer Lends to abscessed feet Only passion burns away the mold The crackl