Dark Moon

By L. Benedicta

"Dark Moon" is a book of poetry that highlights the duality of human nature. Like the moon, there's a bright side that the world sees as well as a dark side that is hidden from view. Often times people hide their deepest pains from the rest of the world in order to be strong and to avoid being a burden to others. In this book the author dives deep into the raw emotions that one can feel as well as how important it is to look at the bright side. The moon shines the brightest when the sky is the darkest, and though it goes through phases it always returns to full. This collection of poetry is about healing from trauma and prioritizing self-love, inner peace, growth, and transformation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Mar 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098363246

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Dark Moon

©2021 L. Benedicta

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print ISBN: 978-1-09836-323-9

ebook ISBN: 978-1-09836-324-6

"Though the moon shines bright in the night,

there’s a dark side that’s out of sight."

Contents

PREFACE

Let it Go

Untitled

The D.L.

Self-Esteem

Imprisoned

Resilience

Choose Life

Therapy

S.E.A Monsters

Disheartened

Anxiety Attack

Fear

Her Keeper

A New Place

Acceptance

Shadow Work

The Only Way Out Is Through

New Beginnings

Beneath the Surface

Mind Control

Homesick

Happiness

Paradigm

What If

The Scheme of Things

Cultural Disaster

Phoenix

POSTFACE

PREFACE

I’ve been told that I keep too much inside. I’ve been noticing some things happening in my life and I’ve finally come to realize this may be true...I hold too much in. I used to think this made me strong, better able to help others if I suppress my concern for myself for just a little while but a little while becomes far too long and I reap the consequences, always. I cried so much once upon a time but now, never or very seldom. I used to express my feelings freely, not afraid to reveal that something pained me, but now I keep it inside because of shame and embarrassment for letting it affect me in the first place. I used to sleep when I was stressed in order to sort out my thoughts and to find a solution, but now even when the weight of my stressors crush me, I push through. I grew up, I handled my emotions, I stopped being the victim and I took my life back.... so I thought.

Truth is I never handled it, I buried it. I took the day he walked out of my life and locked it away in a steel box. I must undue what was done because when I locked away that memory, my peace went with it. I loved him so much, I was a daddy’s girl or as he called me daddy’s baby girl. He understood me, and I understood him...so I thought. There for me from birth showering me with hugs and kisses, dancing with me in the living room, and teaching me how to drive while sitting on his lap at the tender age of 8 years old. Little did I know that shortly after that he’d VOLUNTARILY walk out of my life for what I’d come to find was forever. I literally held onto his leg as he dragged me to the door (because I wouldn’t let go) then yelled at me as he pried me off of him and walked out, not looking back to say even one word