Client Journal: My “No”

Oh it runs deep
this grief
I say no.
no. no.
no was my first word
I didn’t know I’d press it into my soul
like a flower
keeping my fire at a low simmer
so I could walk out into the cold
so I could open my eyes underwater
and not shed a tear
my warmth locked up inside my fears

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