Spit It Out

I wish I could get rid of the taste, it is metallic and poisonous, like burnt pious self-righteousness, unpalatable.
I want to wash and sterilize my mouth, my mind, my body and my spirit of all the trash it has produced and swallowed.
I wish I could erase the memories; they are the bitter, judgmental rants, a smorgasbord of narcissistic drivel that bounces around in my mind.
I want to spit it out, this stinking blob of incontinent emotions, and innate fear.
I wish I could take back everything that I said, it was all idiotic verbiage, spewing from a reckless heart.
I want to be free of ties that bind me to the wishes of others, the co-dependents creed.

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Julie Anderson

Julie Anderson is the Creator and Publisher of Feminine Collective. Julie was inspired to create this safe place for women to share their secrets, desires, triumphs and pain as the antithesis of what mainstream media offers women today. In her column Pursuit of Perfection, she explores the importance of rectifying the balance of inner and outer beauty through essays, poems and articles on self-esteem, shame, family, and self- acceptance.

3 thoughts on “Spit It Out

  1. Susan P BlevinsSusan P Blevins Reply

    ‘incontinent emotions’, ‘idiotic verbiage spewing from a reckless heart’………oooo, I can taste the bitter metallic in my mouth. Powerful words for a powerful emotion. Strong piece Julie xoxo

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