My body does not understand
the numbers I have
built my life around
but it knows when I am being kind
and when I am treating it wrong.

Michelle K., My Body Knows. (via michellekpoems)
Perhaps the fact
that I chased a boy
who ripped me to shreds
says a lot more
about me
than it did about him.

Michelle K., Lessons Learned  (via fuckinq)
I have watched
her muchness
waste away
as she wished
she was someone else.

Michelle K., Be Thankful for Your Skin. (via michellekpoems)
He told me
he was afraid of
with thirteen
on his body.

Michelle K., Commitment. (via michellekpoems)
How scary it is
to learn how to trust yourself
all over again.
To stand at the cliff,
look over the edge,
and really see all of the damage
you have done to yourself.
You are believing in your ability
to step back and move along.
You are believing in your ability
to love yourself again.

Michelle K., How do You Recover? pt. 3 (via michellekpoems)

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