In My Dreams

by Candice Brazil | May 5, 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

Only in my dreams,
I’m blessed enough,
To wear your ring.

Only in my dreams,
I am allowed,
To call you My King.

Only in my dreams,
You’ve opened your heart,
And let me in.

Only in my dreams,
I fall asleep every night,
Against your skin.

Only in my dreams,
You held me in all the ways,
Other men could not.

Only in my dreams,
I’m the one you’ll always love,
Not the one you forgot.

Only in my dreams,
You want to receive from me,
All the love I have to give.

Only in my dreams,
I live in the world,
Where I’m happy to live.

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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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