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Category: A Woman’s Plight
Get A Grip, Girl!
Visualize a bodice
With strong thick ribbons
Pulling tight back together chest
Concealing by containing open wound
Rue’s Bruise
What had she done?
She’d allowed her heart to open
To the one man who could
Absolutely destroy her
By leaving
Pain’s Gnash
As it consumed her
She did not scream
For if she voiced
It would access
Last defenses
Where hiding
(Through the Fire – Chaka Khan)
Imbedded Locks
“Insidiously, the brain injury masks within normality – yet keeps pushing me away from approaching new information gathering like figuring out how to recognize, understand, and choose desired chord progressions.”
Funny How
“The years go by and nothing stops lost love’s bleeding.
But, perhaps this is because no one came to stay and help create love’s healing.”
I Knew I Was Shy
“But recent extreme levels border on the ridiculous!”
Inner Conflict
Self-isolating has been key to survival by staying light on one’s feet and less trackable.
To love leaves marks and imprints, tracing stories upon the firmament.
Yet without love life is empty – lacking meat’s sustenance.
Cloak & Shield
Sometimes she changed word tense and phrasing to hide her location in order to mix up signals and protect her destination.
The Trouble With Love
Ok, so here she was, sobbing for being unable to reach out to and hold him.
No way to assuredly contact, so just hoping he was listening.
Can’t go and directly petition because not even confirmed what they are to each other.
Yet, in person immediately defaulting automatically to high self suppression because the situation is so important that her system overloads and freezes.
Let alone, it has never been safe to express her deepest feelings in person about loving a man.
How to be authentuc in person on such a profound level?
Especially exposed out in the open?
What if she suddenly burst out into tears and crumpled?
Was it acceptable to fling herself forward into hugging him?
What does one say simply when entire internal worlds press in wanting to rush out through a body for greeting and welcoming?
How to reach out and touch without clear permission given?
And then, how to unthaw one’s system to respond in any measure to match right timing?
It’s an equation that she had never before experienced – and therefore, could not ensure any perfection.
NeuroFeedback
She didn’t want to just keep trascendentalizing her experiences.
She wanted to live life with the man that she loved.
Yeah – Um! (Burnin’ Sky – Bad Company)
So, So…Angry
Things To Do Before Marriage
What I’d Wanted To Do
(Thanks, freeze shut down…)
“Lost In The Mist” (Song)
Listen to Lost In The Mist, Song 11.1.25.m4a by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
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RePlay
They say it don’t matter
Find another in a dozen
Then why do my muscles
Clench to reach and hold?
How possible his aura
Emanated white gold?
Transfixed I panicked
And then he let me go
But I had not wanted
Him to give up easily
(Run Slow – Dreamloop Ibiza, Deep House)
Fresh Wounds
It’s hard to just deal with &
Not lash out in anger when
Pain’s already been constant
(Found You – Sallax)
“Sun Kissed” (Song)
By Athena Stairs, October 31, 2025
One perfect Fall day
Cascading sun rays
Revealed before me
A figure of an angel
Forged in darkness
Brilliant in splendor
Haloed light’s sashay
Will forever replay
In nights restless
His knowing smile
Held all the while
Delighted interest
What happens to mortal soul
Once beholds the face of God?
How to repent for lacking
Chance to kneel in fealty?
Held back by fear of
Trangressing cruelly
Without a hand gesture to
Allow kissing finger’s sigil?
Ah No! – Let it not be that
Such glory’s abandoning!
For bereft I’ll always be
Consumed by such grief
Fed upon by regrets
Imposing madness!
And in the years to come my
Heart will fight but not win
Remembering love’s hope
In its bloom left to languish
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Hm
“As my body attempts to return to its prior shape, it becomes clear that the lower portion of my ribs was blasted, flanged open…”
(Ocean Between Us · Sensed)
DisIntegration
Once she had children, they were the excuse by her partner for further distraction and disintegration of their prior pair bonding.
When & Where?
“Has a woman been seen as desireable for wanting and needing a man without being required to, in return, give up her independent identity?”
Broken Pieces
“It is very hard for me to conceptualize that I could be wanted as a viable partner – despite all of the struggling that I am having to overcome due to these lingering car accident injuries.”
(The Apparition – Sleep Token)
Dear Alex,
“Why are you never real?”
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(Sleep Token lyrics)
(Don’t Let Me Down – The Chainsmokers ft. Daya)
Too Tired To Care, Anymore
She had made it to the edge of a land mass and had just enough energy to drag herself out of the water – but not enough to seek shelter – before collapsing onto the shore.
Someday
“From these tiny, dead end beginnings I shall achieve something.”
“Centering”
(Always You – Ourson Music)
Playing Around
I can handle ups & downs
If the attachment is sound
Built on solid foundations
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(Content of multiple meanings)
Adapting
(Evenfall – Infinite Reflections)
Belonging
In the veil they would meet
Brushing hands in passing
Neither feeling secure
To reach out grasping
Needing consistency
Unable to voice fealty
But finding in each other’s hearts
Hope’s comfort they were seeking
Softness From Strength
Bringing To Light
“Runaway” (Song / Spoken Word)
By Athena Stairs, October 29, 2025
I found this really cool guy
Who could look me in the eye
No matter a thing that I would say
But then I found out
He was still full of doubt
Tipped his hat and then left the same day
All I ever do is find a
Runaway runaway
It seems I’ve got a knack
Can’t get a guy to stay!
I need this nut to crack
They never take it back
The meat is always rot
And leaves a bitter sting
What is it in a man
That draws me to him?
Thinkin’ that he’ll stick
But there’s no glue
Like chasin’ butterflys
There is no reason why
Dodge and weavin’
Only leaves my heart a bruise
And all I ever seem to find’s a
Runaway runaway
No matter what I say(do)
It’s all the same
Stars aligned but not entwined
I’d seize the day they go away
A trick of light changin’ the frame mind!
There came a time I thought
That I had made the grade
But Fickle Fate
She had to add her’s too
Life can be unkind
No replay just hit unwind
Now just runaway is
Something I do too
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Listen to Runaway – Spoken Word – October 29, 2025.m4a by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
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(Good News – Shaboozey)
Inner Critic
“I am desireable…
But I don’t know why I can’t believe it.”
Hope In The Dark
For a moment
It was there
A bridge across
Time between us
Proven instant
That we cared
Unexpected
Resilience
3rd Year
“You can bet I will keep pushing back.”
Unicorn
Hard to forget
Once sighted
Lingering
In dreams
Struggling
“Some things seem necessary to do alone.
But I hate how these injuries seem to be increasingly isolating me as I keep struggling for functionality.”
Spinning
“Can I please not keep getting spun off of the ground into emergency modalities?”
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(Important phone calls and deadlines interfering with trying to show up for classes.)
Whyyyyyy???
“Does everything have to be so difficult?
It’s the same ol’ sh** – only haaardeeerr!!!”
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(Just trying to get out the door!)
Not The Only One
Crying for wanting true love.
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