No
longer
ate up by
youths hormonal
cocktail, the pieces
of me I had always
accepted as missing, or
broken are forming a core. a
root system that seeks to tether me
to a life I was once ready to leave.
This Etheree is written for Colleens Tanka Tuesday, synonyms only for beginning and consume.
Thru Violet's Lentz 
I know exactly what you mean. Or at least I think I do. And how well put; not something easily lent to words.
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I had thought myself so prepared to die, so over this existence.. And now, things inside me are changing, and I am no longer so sure I am ready to go….
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I can go with that. Although *terminous* doesn’t faze me, there’s just so much more I want to do.
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Ooooh,I love this….so few words holding so many thoughts and emotions
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A new and wiser person.
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I think this fit the prompt words well – excellent etheree.
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The voice of wisdom. This is an excellent Etheree, Violet. Well done. ❤
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Born again.
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That’s a good thought. (K)
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