I Can’t

by Candice Brazil | Apr 20, 2024 | Poetry

SAFETY NOTICE: This section contains imagery and language that may stir memories or sensations. Pause anytime. Breathe. Ground in your body. You are safe to step away. You don’t have to finish every story. You are in control of how much you consume. Don’t allow my pain to consume you.

I'm Ready

I can’t explain how deeply I feel,
How much it all means to me.
Never before have I revealed,
What I desire for you to see.

My nature is to push people away,
Keeping my darkness hidden from light.
It’s to be seen, I’ve desired most,
And I feel your sight tonight.

Falling asleep I think of you,
You join me in my dreams.
Peace lives inside your ears,
As my tears fall in streams.

Gifting what I’ve desired most,
My blessing from heaven above.
Understanding, patience, compassion,
Most importantly, I have your love

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Written by Candice Brazil

Author. Artist. Healer. Survivor. After awakening from what I call my Trauma Coma, I realized that nearly everything I believed about myself was shaped by unresolved trauma. Today, I help others heal from the invisible wounds of incest and betrayal trauma. Holey House was born from my own healing journey. It’s a sacred space where souls with holes can transform their pain into purpose, their wounds into wisdom, and their shame into light. From holey to holy, this is where we remember who we were before the wound.

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