tears flow freely
as truths never acknowledged
spill out
uncapped, unflasked.
words, just words, are the trigger.
labels, just labels, that meant so much.
spill my guts out
as the avalanche of censored dread
flows freely through.
until a tiny voice says,
“this too shall pass.”
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Published by Pooja Sathyanarayanan
Pooja Sathyanarayanan (Poo-jah Sath-yah-nah-rah-yah-nun) is a writer, avid reader and graduate of the M.A Positive Developmental Psychology & Evaluation program at Claremont Graduate University. She is constantly seeking opportunities to understand and create content related to the human capacity to flourish and thrive. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, hiking and window shopping at gift stores.
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