Nine lives and at least three faces

Three faces to depict

my failure to fully be

a woman of choice

with a life that is strict.

 

Afraid to be touched

so I kiss and let them go.

Afraid to love

so I leave before I’m hurt.

 

Seeking guidance that I don’t accept…

so as I’m making my first step

I feel pins numbing my nerves

thrushing my bones are axes with merciless curves.

 

Nine lives to be ahead of time,

nine lives to be what I strive for.

Present myself in every way

and let my work replace my sway.

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