You are the moonbeams streaming through my window when
I’m awake at 3 a.m.
I wonder what you would tell her
whenever
she throws her hands up in defeat.
She’s at it again with the shit talk—
I’m so over life right now.
I guess life is always just gonna be
shit.
And I dig around in my chest cavity,
searching for a hidden pocket of strength to offer.
My sister is a blister; I love her,
but she’s too attached.
I won’t do as you did, Mom.
I have to live for me.
I will
live for me.
© Kindra M. Austin
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Blood Into Ink 
YES, absolutely you need to live for you.
Hugs my friend
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Hugs to you, too. thank you, lovely lady ❤
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Kindra M. Austin – A way to live
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Thank you! ❤
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Huge hugs, My Lady! And much much love. ❤
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Thank you. You’re so wonderful. ❤
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Adore this – keep living and surviving, you do it so well even on the days you don’t feel like you do.
This ‘My sister is a blister; I love her,
but she’s too attached.’ really touched me too 💛
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Thank you Kristiana. With my whole heart. ❤
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Oh hells. You are my hero.
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Geez. Thank you, Sarah. Much love to you!
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