self-love: A Poem

 I used to think 
 the people who thought pain was beautiful 
 were fucked in the head 
 but now I know
 they were just looking in a mirror
 and they wanted to actually like what they saw 
  
 we all want to like ourselves

Plants do feel and smell!!

theory: A Poem

 I have a theory:
 you hate him
  
 you hate him because he’s like you
 the way he talks
 the way he cries
 the way his light fades
 when you look away
  
 but he’s your moon:
 he can only reflect you

child?: A Poem

 am I your inner child?
 do you care for me
 as a way of caring for yourself?
 sometimes my inner child is my future baby
 and I care for myself
 so that one day
 I may care for her
 better to raise her imperfectly
 than to watch from above
  
 maybe if you keep caring for me
 you can get me to that place of safety
 away from the place of cold and shadows
  
 on some days
 my inner child is the plant I’ve had for nine years
 and on some days
 watering that plant is enough

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Spirituality

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Spirituality

Spirituality is the best
Gift that a person can give
To oneself and to others.
Compassion, kindness
Benevolence, humility
Are the best companions of the soul
The soul rejoices and celebrates
The ecstatic journey of enlightenment
Enlightened soul
Spreads positivity all around
Healing herself; healing the world. Pavneet Kaur

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low: A Poem

 I get really low
 ink me so it hurts
 dilate
 my eyes
 when I think
 of the rip
 in my skin
 it’s all
 an excuse
 I can do
 my own tattoo 
 when I used to
 medicate 
 my mind
 with my nails
 and a blade
 and a splash
 of ethanol 
 to keep it
 in control
 I’ve been really low

drink: A Poem

 I think I’ll drink
 until I bleed inside
 and then I’ll drink
 just a little bit more
  
 I’ll swallow some mouthwash
 and spit out my pride
 and then I’ll swallow you
 to give you a surprise