Working on the documentation of this sculpture speaking to healing through connecting with the inner child/

Flew off a citi bike this week

I cant remember what my knee looked like before 

Under the blemishes of the new scar, I can’t seem to make up my mind on what resided there before the change

The scar is orange now peering down the bowl of a volcano

My eyes burn

Crying

Giving thanks to my god given talent

Careful discernment no bugs in the filtration system- perfected by time and ego trips

forgiveness= giving gratitude

“Why dont i give gratitude often”

Because I always felt things were done to me

And not for me

Towards me

And not with me

Ive always been alone that i can never truly see/ experience/ live beside , blessings

Im tripping over myself, convinced its all guilt

The fear to live plaguing me everynight

When thats all i know how to do. 

So

Shut up and breathe

Believe in yourself already.

Theres sos much anxiety with trying hard\