Some Of My Wounds: Avoid If You Are Fragile.

Posted by kw

I walk the painful stride and steps of wounded feet and mind, The soles of my heels, the skin around my toes have been ripped, ravished, removed. Although the rest of me bears witness in silent, screaming scars of burns, slices, stitches and relentless picking, prodding and creation of new blossoms of blood, it is my feet that rebel. Waking with awful pains in my legs, my ankles, my shins, my pale coverage rages red and raw from my massage, mottled aubergine by my touch that fails to end the agony, to cease.

I am repulsive, a vision of horror, of scenes tattooed without ink, without love, without vision, with no beauty. My legs, fat and hirsute are solid logs of my constant reaping, my rewards, my dots and spots of darkened skin, bloodied scabs and the the reality of self-abuse, self-loathing. Of my self. Myself.

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5 comments

I think if you're a creative person (as you obviously are) you need to keep your hands and your mind busy with projects and endeavours otherwise both your mind and your hands will turn inwards, against you.

That, or have someone tape socks over your paws.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

susan

I don't know what to say other than this...

(((((((DANO)))))))))

Sunday, November 23, 2008

la~

You are so right and so funny! I'm rummaging for socks right now....hard to tyyyppeeee?;km/.,';,

Susan~

My sweet, I'll try to ring you tomorrow. So much to talk abot. But I have to put my socks back onlnfn bg gbb x

Sunday, November 23, 2008

We are like animals in a zoo, going quietly mad in our too small cages. Well, we are the lucky ones. Fifty years ago, we would have been locked away in asylums to stop us doing harm to ourselves and others. Now we are medicated instead. But the bars are still there, just harder to see, and instead we're going quietly mad ...

It's a thought I've not quite thought out yet.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

susan

Dano= I will be out today until late- one of my dearest friends in real life is going into drug rehab tomorrow for 3 months and I want to spend the day with him

Will be around tomorrow. Or I can call you sweetie.

Take care.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

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