Sometimes it feels like I’m raising a young girl that chooses death inside a woman who have no choice but to bring life.
I see the world through shades that refuse to exist.
The eye of truth is obsessed with death as much as it fears resurrection.
I have faith in the future. I know I have more time to dig up more graves in the graveyard that is my soul for versions of myself that were never allowed to be.
Now, i know myself In the comfort of the walls of my own mind
I know myself, alone.
Sarcastic, a bit cynical some of my pieces have fallen out, Others are hanging like broken teeth. My skin won’t shed completely and my fingers aren’t enough to hold me
Yet, I refuse to ask for help afraid if someone actually reached out
I’ll bite…
Loneliness to someone who’s used to be alone and prefers to be feels a lot like betrayal…
I wish I could stop feeling this lonely all the time, it’s almost like a phantom limb pain. I’m feeling pain in a part of me that no longer exists…
Bleeding rage from an invisible wound.
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•Quotes: Halsey/Christa Wolf/ Anne Sexton/ Anne Carson/Louis Tomlinson/ Kaveh Akbar/Junot Diaz/ Janet Fitch/Rosalind M. Baker.
•Original context: sinligh
•Art reference:
1. Art by Liu Yuanshou. 2. Jada Wilson "The Fallen Order". 3. Ray Donley (1950, American). 4. “Emergiendo Ill”DeAngel painting 2008. 5.MIND OVER MATTER by Valerie Patterson.
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Gillion Tidestrider in episode 97: "NO IT'S NOT OKAY! I'M NOT AWAKE! I HAVE TO GO BACK!" / "There's nowhere to go back to!"
/ 2 - Richard Siken, from an interview with James Hall / 3 - Guilty, George Bataille / 5 - ojibwa / 6 - ojibwa / 7 - Sylvia Path, Winter Trees / 8 - Lynn Crosbie, No Evil Star, from The Corpses of the Future / 9 - Anne Sexton, The Double Image / 10 - George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones / 11 - ojibwa / 13 - Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Eat” / 14 - traumatisedfox / 15 - Clarice Lispector, tr. by Johnny Lorenz, Um Sopro de Vida / 16 - Kim Addonizio, from What Is This Thing Called Love: Poems; "Body and Soul" / 17 - ??? / 18 - Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; "Breakdown," / 19 - Czeslaw Milosz, After Enduring /
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"I was terrified I'd break down.I did. It didn't matter."
-Rosalind M. Baker
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I was terrified I'd break down.
I did.It didn't matter.
-Rosalind M. Baker, "Breakdown"
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I was terrified I'd break down.
I did.
It didn't matter.
Rosalind M. Baker; Breakdown
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Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; “Breakdown,”
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𝑶𝑫𝑰𝑺 𝑾𝑬𝑭𝑭 // 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐈𝐈
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I was terrified I'd break down. I did. It didn't matter.
Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; "Breakdown,"
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Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; “Breakdown,”
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I was terrified I'd break down.
I did.
It didn't matter.
Rosalind M. Baker, Woman Prayers, “Breakdown”
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I was terrified I'd break down.
I did.It didn't matter.
-Rosalind M. Baker, "Breakdown"
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- c!niki, on breaking down.
Nihachu, Dear friend.. [Dream SMP] / @littlewomenatelier / Jeremy Irons and Miranda Richardson, Damage (1992) / Rosalind M Baker, 1986, "breakdown" / Tasha Tylee, "Cry Baby" / Valerie Hegarty, Flower Frenzy / Sylvia Plath, "Who" / Tanya Marcuse, Fallen / @ennuibabi / Alice Notley, In the Pines(Penguin Poets)
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I was terrified I’d break down.
I did.
It didn’t matter.
Release, by Rosalind M Baker, 1986
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It’s only a matter of time now.
ORESTES looks at his hands. There's a sudden blackout. Then lights up and KLYTEMNESTRA's dead, sprawled across the table. ORESTES holds his hands out - they're bloodied. Perhaps he wears a saffon dress. A sense of dawning calm.
ORESTES : This was always going to happen.
She's been dead since the beginning.
Aeschylus, The Oresteia
I was terrified I'd break down.
I did.
It didn't matter.
Rosalind M. Baker, Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; "Breakdown"
I feel dead.
I feel as if I were the residue of a stranger's life.
James Tate, Selected Poems
I do not exist. There is nothing left.
Euripides, from Hecuba ; Grief Lessons: Four Plays (Anne Carson)
This year I have disappeared. Or I was never there. Or I was never here.
Jane Mead, World of Made and Unmade
I died bit by bit without noticing.
Benjamin Fondane
years / I spent on the edge / of disappearance ;
D.M Aberribigbe, Letter from My Father, Odysseus
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