A Journey to Living Now
Poems. Heart-centered. Speaking from the soul.
I have looked in your eyes and seen your soul. The cover up The pain The lies Your dreams Your hopes Your desires I have felt lifetimes pour out of your mouth. I have seen the story of existence through your tongue. You weren't, in control, then You couldn't, fight me, off I've been labeled …
I tend to be away for days Because you've push me into the sea repeatedly. I used to believe that the salt sting was for me. You tend to use the wind to create extra space. You call it the natural flow. I used to dance with your hands in my hair Because you told …
Wait Stop I can't breathe No Don't go Just stay right there I can't think But I can see I can't move But I can feel I can't hear But I can... Wait Stop Oh my god You're killing me Wait I can't breathe Am I cold? No But I'm shaking Don't go Oh my …
I am not scared to be alone. I am not holding on to a life that I don't want, because I don't want to lose what I have. I am holding on because I don't want to be wrong. If I am wrong I lose everything. I don't have my comfort and familiar place, the …
You are an interesting human. Or soul, whichever your prefer. There might be built up confusion living inside of your heart and mind. A longing for a connection that only exists when harmony strikes loudly between all dimensions. When nothing is in control, especially you, will you then find what you are searching for? What …
I am gripped by waves of reality. I can feel the nails of both angels and devils scratching through me. Like blood, I feel life draining from me. I'm spiraling. Riding high on unicorn wings. Fingertips soaking up rainbows. Sunbeams seeping out of me. Hurricane winds fanning a fire buried deep within me. Fractal pieces …
Sleep, take me. Treat me well. Wrap me in that warm circular rush and drown my voices until they can't speak. Take me. Take my soul. Love me. Show me home. Sleep now, dear body, stop struggling. No answers follow heavy eyes. No worries heal with a tired mind. Hush now, body, remember you're not …
Part 1: Acknowledgment Everyone has a different voice. Some part of us that isn't supposed to be understood. It's hidden over time as we navigate through deciding which parts of us are real. Not the real that is made of truth but the real that is built on expectations. Hidden so carefully that most of …
I misplaced myself for a while. Feeling pretentious and full of shit. Allowing my own judgments to cloud my mind and shut everything out. During this time I was very convincing. But on the surface there was a crack. I saw it. I saw the light. I saw the storm raging toward me. I picked …
Did I hear you calling my name? A secret voice whispering deep inside my brain. Was I diluted to feel you move softly up my spine? I let fear seep in. I let myself repeat. This reality, is literally pronounced never. I still can't recall how you arrived. Recreation is impossible Patience won't do me any …
