Any Size Mirror is Judgment
Crushed to Powder ~ I want to pull myself inside out…….to avoid notice, I want to hide even from friends and allies.
I want to disappear from the world.
I want to erase all the hurt, pain and sorrowful memories from my mind.
My armor is weak. I have no defense. Layers of trauma enfold my Life so that I may never return to my former self. Yet I wear the Happy Face. I pretend for the benefit of those who have eyes but cannot see.
When can I be real? I grab for the ghosts of my parents. Their embrace still warm upon my skin. Yet memories rekindled fade into nothingness…Like trying to pick up a dream after awakening.
One cannot undo scrambled eggs nor can all my broken pieces ever fit together again. Some are scattered to the four winds. Others are crushed into dust. Most are lost never to be regained. One day the Phoenix will rise again and take Her place among the Ruling Goddesses.
Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit 
“How would your life be different if…You stopped making negative judgmental assumptions about people you encounter? Let today be the day…You look for the good in everyone you meet and respect their journey.”
It’s a poem, not necessarily a statement of where I’m at now. You take things way too literally and even if this was my present condition I’m allowed to feel any way I want. I don’t need anyone or anybody to valid or approve my emotions. I don’t need advice or platitudes. If you really believe in respecting people’s individual journeys then you should not pass judgment on them, which is the subject and theme of the poem. By the way I’m satisfied with my life just the way it is. Better to face the sadness than live a lie.
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