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Truly Living my Life
My freedom looks like an overflowing cup. Pushing past the brim down the waterfall into the grass, the trees, the mountains, and the sea. How great it would be free from society’s disturbances. To dream with myself, unencumbered by the exposition people give about me, is my dream
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Cleaning Up
My glass shattered a few weeks ago I’m supposed to be fixing it and putting it back together, but for some reason, I keep cutting myself self on it on the pieces… A few months passed and now I have gloves to cover– to protect my hands; I don’t need any more scars. Sadly, there’s […]
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Average
It’s important to know the distinction between the average person and you one is imagination. The other is true through and through You deal with complexity and the unexplained happenings of life The average is an over simplification of the wills that have gone through strife Don’t listen to the lie of waiting in line. […]
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The Forest
No sun shines in this landThere is no hand of guidance No lighthouse or flashlight to show you the way There is only a small red heart in hand whose beating is inaudible from the crashing waters of pouring rain. When I extend my hands with the beating red bud, the roots of the trees […]
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The empty sea
When did I stop feeling? That sun warmed wind hitting my hanging handOr that gleeful roll around the grass, pleasurable and itchy.…Those times only exist in memory When did life become so tasteless? The nutty aroma of my steamy black coffeeOr the layers of flavor in my favorite curry…My senses have left to find my […]
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Infinite Solitude
Why is life so tasteless? Why do I agonize as I awake? Is it the same whisper that keeps me up at night? That awareness of the emptiness… Is there a demon with me? There’s no angel on my shoulder. I am alone with the darkness. I am alone. I wonder if that’s how the […]
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My place
What peace can be allotted to my stay? What bliss or paradise can I find? For all I see is strife in this place Their pain echoes here in the chambers of my mind
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Pleasures in Pain
What was once a world of serenity is now a land of red rust and dark decay. The wistful wind of life have whisked away my wishes. They have worn me to my marrow and left me nothing else of nutrients. The structures that once supported the development of my life and soul are now […]
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Battle Struck
My peace was uprooted when you crucified me Intentions are inconsequential when at war You have scars from previous battles I see I am beckoned to understand– to let my thoughts explore
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The Life of Regret
My mouth was closed and shut off.Nothing ever left me, not a breath or a cough There was no relief for meJust a single driftwood lost at sea Stagnant in growth as well as its function Unable to process its thoughts; an ocean of disfunction Absence was received and Absence was givenThe spark of life […]
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Words of Healing 