I want to love you more
Than you have
Love before this.
I want to love you in
That demonstrate to you
What is good and pure
And worthy about you:
I want to hold up
A mirror to your inner self
That shows you why
I love you.
I am the voice in the back of my mind
Scattered and lost, words at a loss
Struggling, breathe breaking and tossed Away I cut my tongue with blades
I swam in secret
I hid in caves. That was all Her,
She stole my peace and gave me Fear
Capture the flag
But I’m down here
Four walls around me and no where to step
I’m back in high school
I crawled, I crept
Into a vision
A dangerous decision
Flailing arms and voice uneven
Senses lost, vulnerable and taken
Words on a page took me light years away
From what I needed
But I heeded
The voice in the back of my mind
Scattered and lost
Alien in a frost
Frozen over on an earth that doesn’t suit me
I’m still searching for some meaning
I’m still looking for some way
Give me a sense of purpose
I’ve gone astray
And I hope it’s not too late
She’ll hit you like a ton of bricks
Such a plain gal upon first glance
Such a fiery goddess the second eye contact is made
The word buxom springs to mind
Right next to the word vivacious
She’ll sweep you up in a whirlwind of conversation
All while knitting you a colorful sweater
Her hands are quick
Her mind is keen
Her compassion knows no boundaries
Once you’ve heard what she has to say
There won’t be any turning back
You can choose to fight her
Although you’ll soon discover
It’s better to embrace her
She honestly doesn’t care if you love her or not
She’ll always come back around
I am a Healer
In my heart of many hearts
In these chambers, these many chambers
In my soul, my whole Soul,
I am yearning, I am learning,
Compassion is stirring and it’s
Suffocate my heart
Yet resuscitate me part by part,
And once again,
I return from where I came,
And I am ready for a new dawn, a new day,
Birth me, guide me, pain me, kill me,
And resurrect me until I learn
What it is, what I want, what I need,
My path is free.
It feels like the need to help others is in my bones, at my very core, the thing that keeps me going. I’ve always held kindness and compassion above everything else. But it’s so easy for people to take advantage of these things. They see positivity and it’s their instinct to leech off of it. I want to continue trying to help as many people as I can but this cycle of giving everything I have and still being asked for more is so exhausting. I don’t want this world to turn me cold because I know there’s so much good but there’s also a lot of bad and I’m just so sensitive.
She felt his waves
a melody rendering
glistening upon her shores
igniting her siren’s song
entangling his heart’s throng.
He felt the longitude
of her life lines threaded
through his veins
weaving and binding
navigating along the lunar pull
of their tender force.
Thru passages of time and tides
drawing together their intimacy
a mystical magnetic attraction
their delicious distraction
her gravitational moon
his undulating tides
a midnight dance
in oceanic intensity.
My life used to be a game
until I was hit with harsh reality.
Experiences started molding my heart,
and lessons started hardening my emotions.
My ideals changed and my priorities improved.
I started to understand what family really is,
what true friends are all about –
My mother’s screaming & tears.
My brothers’ opening their eyes to life.
My father’s condition on his deathbed.
It all hit me and shattered me,
yet reconfigured me in bliss.
My bruised heart keeps learning.
My love is being set free.