Connective tissue


Connective tissue.
That link between my skin and my soul,
my mind and my reality.
Embrace me light,
I need something to ground myself in.
Something that says “This is you, you exist.”
Remind me why I don’t cry again.
Remind me why work so hard.
Remind me, remind me.
At times my weary heart forgets.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

2 thoughts on “Connective tissue

  1. you need to share
    care and love and live
    life isnt always easy
    nothing worthwhile was ever free
    a cliche whispered to me
    and if you sometimes tire
    of being needed
    want a little time for you
    thats okay
    because you’re human
    and nothing worthwhile was ever easy
    a cliche whispered gently
    so take a little love of your love
    to love yourself
    sooth that irritated connective tissue
    ground yourself be gentle with yourself
    and your light will find the light
    with all my love our love
    universal love

    🙂

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