Her bubble is a film made of thin glass,
Commands protection, which enables her dysfunction.
Her bubble is of the lightest film,
The thinnest glass, that shatter's instantly
If her truth, if her repainting of reality is not yours too.
Take her into account before yours,
You being true to and for her,
This is the bubble she creates reality and the plane
She lives on and through, still to this day…
This applies to any gender,
Can be a man, a woman,
Can be more than one person,
Pause... Deep breath in, Pause, exhale...
another and ourselves,
A moment to pray,
Give others like her, a moment, a prayer..
Send healing their way,
for the trauma they’ve lived through,
Still holds them prisoner.
I pray, I send them healing, now,
So that as I live reclaiming the fullest of every moment,
Active here in my nows,
Some day set themselves free to live
Trauma and attacked free,
from the prison they created
to survive their past and their life....
I do sincerely wish her or him or them, well,
Bon voyage, may you find your own speed,
your own pace for YOUR own peace…
Disassociated with reality and truth,
Unveils true trauma, deep pain,
Send all, that have facades to disguise,
What’s really going on,
Love, light, and healing,
For the battle is very real,
Though it is silent for most..
Send healing, Send love,
Send light so they are able
To find their way through…
Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror #WUVIP
For me to love myself now,
I feel compelled to send forth,
Them this light too...
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