How we were born

I think sometimes I have personified visions of how I was born

Conceived in love brought forth in chaos

It’s in how I love

How I touch

More so in how indepth what I feel always is
The world seems to work differently

Separately from all my attached notions

My exterior seems more calmer than my soul is

My thoughts either overly scrutinized or not at all

My jumps cautious or danger filled

I thrive more in chaos than in calmness

Could be that most of my scars are purpose filled

Intentionally placed

My birth could be my awakening

To feel beyond what the world does

To love what’s set up like me

Dark but light filled


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