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Eyes: Dreamland of Emotions

This poetry collection is the sequel to “Eyes: Earth Personality.” The main character, Daisy, indulges in her shadow work, appreciates, and loves the rejected parts of her, and engages in her thoughts about the true meaning of reality. She sees that her negative thoughts and perception of self are nothing but her ego trying to protect her from hurt. Overall, this collection dives into how Daisy realizes that her mother’s narcissistic wounds play a part in how she views herself and those around her, and how she chose her friends. Daisy slowly and surely stops feeling shame and ashamed over her mother’s victimhood and breaks the trauma bond between her and her mother. After realizing her mother's toxic ways and losing her best friend, Daisy becomes a different person, and understands that her ideas manifest her life. Daisy becomes closer with her higher self while healing her shadow self, who all shine through as she makes decisions and transforms. With the help of the universe, her spirit guides, deceased loved ones, and The Rainbow Friend, Daisy breaks the chain of emotions that live amongst her mind, body, vibration, dreams, and physical world experience. This collection condenses how Daisy further sheds her ego, has heightened paranormal experiences, and how she feels a strong pull to her soul and soul work; dive deep into Daisy’s mind as her feelings about herself, world, mother, and her friend’s death cloud and haunt her, only to transmute and heal --- all from the source.

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Your Silly Ways

"All the lies you spew

And the way you tell me my feelings are untrue,

I hope your words haunt your grave,

And never will you speak your silly ways. 

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I watch as your coffin is placed amongst the dirt

Now, you're as worthless as your words 

Borderline Seed learned from you,

You act like she is the issue."

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There is a peaceful feeling as you die,

Your emotional state balances out its cries,

But your actions remain

Nothing you say as a ghost spares your blame. 

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You pick and choose who is hurt and who lies

Only a woman could support her limes,

Men commit those crimes 

Patriarchy made you one, brainwashed of a kind.

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"All the lies you spew

And the way you tell me my feelings are untrue,

I hope your words hex your grave,

And never will you grant your silly ways. 

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You guide and wander,

Your narcissism revealed itself years before you had gone under

Women never drink the juice,

Only the men do.

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You do not know how I felt 

Yet pretend that you know the cause,

And that you understood the situation,

But your ego denies the receptacle's correlation.

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The drama and psychological abuse left once you were unwanted,

Now, your bed-stone makes you forgotten 

The one where your victims still lead,

And become your sanctuary.

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The control we have over your last breath,

And the decisions we could've made,

Your body fights for its call

We all wait as you fall. 

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Your birthing garden has quivered,

No new creation can be your chosen victim."

We admire you like a deity,

One that mimics a cult-like sanctuary

Where everyone's the same,

Or triangulation follows like a game. 

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"I watch as your coffin is placed amongst the dirt

Now, you're as worthless as your words. 

How does it feel that when you visit me,

I still have not found the energy to forgive your misdeeds?

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Your body fights for its call

We all wait as you fall."