I am who I am and I make no apologies. My soul has always been from another place, where hearts are seen and scars are shared. There's another world somewhere waiting for me. I hear it calling in my dreams; it's calling me home. I run towards the voices, the hearts, the scars, until I'm [...]
Tag: Poetry of SL
My Crumbling – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
I have no reason to stretch the truth until I bend into a lie that says, I have stood my ground, I am not breaking, I am as whole as I’ve ever been. No. That’s not the truth, and as much as it hurts, this truth of mine, as much as it sticks a knife in the gut of all I have ever been, and twists its broken blade inside of me to show me my reflection in the pieces of that shattered mirror where I once looked and smiled, I have crumbled. I have finally crumbled. But I’m not looking away from the pieces that promise to be whole again, I look straight into the mirror that once was like a dare to bring on seven years of bad luck. I’m not afraid anymore because at this point, I’ve seen the darkest room, stood in the loneliest corner, held…
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Full Circle – Stephanie Bennett Henry
A gorgeous piece from Steph to her son ❤
I hope one day when you are older, you can look back and smile at all of this chaos that keeps our hands tied together. I hope you can look back through my eyes and understand, despite my mistakes that were blindfolded with good intentions, I was trying my hardest to give you the world I never had. I was trying to give you everything, and in the midst of this madness, I failed. I’m sorry for that. I came from a place where love was money and things being thrown my way so I would stay out of the way. I am still learning that’s not love at all. I hope you know that I tried to rip myself open to pull out the ruin, before it could be passed along to you, but sometimes the mania stitched me back up and laughed, before I could collect every piece…
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Beautiful Doesn’t Lie – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
The woman blows my mind. Here it is.
The Gift I Saved For You – Introducing Stephanie Bennett-Henry
Stephanie Bennett-Henry is brilliant. I spent a lot of time crawling around in the dark trying to avoid the unknown places where monsters hide. Careful not to wish for anything, in fear those wishes would turn into nightmares waking me… Source: The Gift I Saved For You - Introducing Stephanie Bennett-Henry
Breaking Beautiful
Show me what it looks like, the beautiful part of the breaking. Describe it to me in a way that lets me feel it down deep where madness decays in my bones. I need to know there's beauty somewhere in all of these pieces so I can believe in something again and know this isn't [...]
We Never Made The Headlines – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
I was born beautiful. I was born capable of conquering the world with tiny feet and cheeks blushed over with dreams. Chunky monkey, you have it all. I believed it. I believed in everything. Hands filled with stars that I threw up in the sky myself... and I watched the first one fall when [...]
Thank you, Sir, Can I Have Another? – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
Thank you, Sir, can I have another? I wasn't quite clear the first dozen times you called me a bitch, a whiny female, worthless. Tell me again how I'm dramatic, overreacting, just in the way. Tell me how I'm ruining everything for you just by talking. Somehow my voice got a firm grip on your [...]
The Blooming – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
The Blooming Call it whatever makes you feel good for turning away from the mess that I finally grew into. I own it. Took me this long to finally fit into the misunderstanding of my own eyes and the way my heart beats much deeper than the surface of a view that can change [...]
Only The Stars Had A Straight Face – Stephanie Bennett-Henry
Sometimes it's funny when someone is drunk, we all laugh like it's not the alcohol, and we are still laughing the next day at that silly, funny, clown, as we sweep the mess that never even made us chuckle. No. It made us cry. But today, everything will be better, because laughing it off made [...]
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