Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night


personal thoughts

I Dare to Be Me

Feeling disconnected, not connected to my bodyNot feeling safe, letting others write the rulesStruggling to be in the present momentRight here, right now Deep breaths. I am safe. I am okay.I am proud of the person I am becomingEach and... Continue Reading →

Choosing My Path

Pen paused, the words were thereThen gone.If I'm a writer, I need to be writing Brain fuzzy, sabotageMemories blind side me Take me down dark rabbit holesWhere am I disappearing now?This is against my will...Or is it?What do these distractions... Continue Reading →

Never Again, Ever Again

Never again, ever againI've worked too hard for all that I haveRebuilding over and over againBut now I have the non material pieces too He tried to snatch it all awayBut he could not break my kindnessMy tenacity and drive... Continue Reading →


Engine sounds came from aisle 12, like there was an indy race happening in the toy aisle. The walmart associate had been called to see what the commotion was about. As she rounded the corner, she saw a boy sitting... Continue Reading →

Fault Lines

No one sees me break No one sees me shake No one sees me in the darkness in my head Wondering silently outloud if I'd be better off dead Trapped by my own thoughts Drowned by my own feelings Not... Continue Reading →

Alone With My Thoughts

I want to matter. I want to feel heardI want to get my life together alreadyI want to feel significant. I want to DO somethingI want to leave a legacy. I want to feel successful I don't want to rock... Continue Reading →

Seeking Truth

Masking my feelings to keep the peaceSilenced, opinions internalizedSpilling over to so many other areasWho am I to do anything I wantWhen I can't even speak up for myselfTaught my body wasn't my ownTriggered on so many levelsDon't touch me,... Continue Reading →

Living a Life of Love

Decisions made to destroy Wanting to love myself But familiar patterns are convincing Healthy feels good in the long run More than short term escapes That is an abstract concept When the sweets are seductive No longer as effective The... Continue Reading →

Breaking Free

I see you in my peripheral Calling to me, seducing me But it won't work this time I'm tired of your mind control The broken games we play I'm done with you breaking me Today I break free I choose... Continue Reading →

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