Someone Else’s Life

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It was a truth
 not difficult to see.
 Those self-inflicting pain
 feared the same self-honesty
 she’d been desperate to flee.

 Denying her truth of self
 was to die a lie.
 Striving for authenticity,
 while playing a part inside,
 was living someone else’s life.

 Finding herself
 was finding her voice.
 Finding her truth
 was accepting the honest choice
 would bring her joy.

 ©February 2021
 Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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