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I divorced the sky, once too heavy, Each cloud a promise I couldn’t trust— I watched it tear apart, not softly, But with a thunderous, elegant thrust. I unbuttoned the stars from my chest, Left the moon dangling, bruised and cold, And learned the art of quiet rage, Sinking into the earth, finally bold. I divorced the mirror, once my friend, Told it, "You don’t know me anymore." It cracked with a smile, as mirrors do, Reflecting nothing, an empty floor. I started walking without my own face, Let my feet lead me, loose and wild, Discovered the beauty in silence, And in being untethered, beguiled. I divorced myself, the oldest lover, The one I thought I’d always need. Turns out, I had been my own cage— A lesson in wings, a thirst to bleed. I found new skin, stitched together— Pieces from old poems and new, A patchwork of strength, sharp as glass, Yet soft as the winds that now blew. I divorced the past, with a wink and nod, A toast to its farewell, a bittersweet cheer. And in its place, something bloomed— A garden of dreams that had always been near. I don’t know if it’s love, or the sun, or the sky, But I’ve found peace, in this strange, fresh air— A life unmade, only to be made again, As I wait, still standing, breathing, aware. I divorced the rain, once my refuge, Each drop a memory that had to go— I let it fall, but refused to drown, And learned to bloom in the afterglow. I kissed the earth with a knowing smile, No longer waiting for clouds to part, I am the weather now, the storm and calm, The lightning that strikes, the thunder in my heart. I divorced the clock, its cruel counting, Every second a thief in disguise— I erased the hours, made them mine, Painted my own days with broader skies. Time is a river, it rushes, it bends, But I’ve built a bridge that doesn’t break— I no longer follow its ticking chains, I move as the tide moves, for my own sake. I divorced the chains, who claimed my soul, Tight as whispers, silent and cruel— I shattered their grip, cast them aside, And danced with the winds, no longer the fool. The earth beneath me, warm and true, No longer shaped by what was expected— I stood tall in the vast, open sky, A canvas of freedom, untouched, unguarded. Divorce, what a topic— The unspoken joy of moving on, Of finding the grace in unravelling, Of the power in what we don’t yet know. It’s not an end, but a new song, A melody we’re still learning to sing— The notes are sharp, the rhythm wild, But they’re ours to play, in everything.

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Falling Forward

I divorced the sky, once too heavy, Each cloud a promise I couldn’t trust— I watched it tear apart, not softly, But with a thunderous, elegant thrust. I unbuttoned the stars from my chest, Left the moon dangling, bruised and cold, And learned the art of quiet rage, Sinking into the earth, finally bold. I divorced the mirror, once my friend, Told it, "You don’t know me anymore." It cracked with a smile, as mirrors do, Reflecting nothing, an empty floor. I started walking without my own face, Let my feet lead me, loose and wild, Discovered the beauty in silence, And in being untethered, beguiled. I divorced myself, the oldest lover, The one I thought I’d always need. Turns out, I had been my own cage— A lesson in wings, a thirst to bleed. I found new skin, stitched together— Pieces from old poems and new, A patchwork of strength, sharp as glass, Yet soft as the winds that now blew. I divorced the past, with a wink and nod, A toast to its farewell, a bittersweet cheer. And in its place, something bloomed— A garden of dreams that had always been near. I don’t know if it’s love, or the sun, or the sky, But I’ve found peace, in this strange, fresh air— A life unmade, only to be made again, As I wait, still standing, breathing, aware. I divorced the rain, once my refuge, Each drop a memory that had to go— I let it fall, but refused to drown, And learned to bloom in the afterglow. I kissed the earth with a knowing smile, No longer waiting for clouds to part, I am the weather now, the storm and calm, The lightning that strikes, the thunder in my heart. I divorced the clock, its cruel counting, Every second a thief in disguise— I erased the hours, made them mine, Painted my own days with broader skies. Time is a river, it rushes, it bends, But I’ve built a bridge that doesn’t break— I no longer follow its ticking chains, I move as the tide moves, for my own sake. I divorced the chains, who claimed my soul, Tight as whispers, silent and cruel— I shattered their grip, cast them aside, And danced with the winds, no longer the fool. The earth beneath me, warm and true, No longer shaped by what was expected— I stood tall in the vast, open sky, A canvas of freedom, untouched, unguarded. Divorce, what a topic— The unspoken joy of moving on, Of finding the grace in unravelling, Of the power in what we don’t yet know. It’s not an end, but a new song, A melody we’re still learning to sing— The notes are sharp, the rhythm wild, But they’re ours to play, in everything.