inner child, lived experiences, Mothering, poetry, therapy

Hard to love

Sometimes I write poetry. It drips out of me.

This is a poem inspired by my work with trauma. Just like trauma, this poem sits in the unspoken, uncomfortable space where we struggle to see the light.

PS I love writing but I get quite impatient when it comes to editing so these poems are as raw as they come.

With lots of love,

Aleksandra 🕯️

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