By a guarded vision strangling my common sense forgetting the essence of who I am at my core
Lying around in the petals of your embedded promises weeping within
Only a virtue has false power if applied
incorrectly.
Yes I said it. For a virtue is the Truth
And I carve the word. I own it
You never wore them
What does it all mean?
You should start listening to how you examine your past
For you are your demons and not yourself believed to be held in the Glory of God Light is your darkness cloaked in
a dead man plagued by another‘s
mental illness, sickness, unrest
On a bed of poor
Tattooed in your own blood
His name sake runs deeper than the blood on your hands forever
Because he saw me clearly
In my experience through you
There is no You.
We must learn to see people for who they truly are the first time we speak or meet them and not what we think they could be. If we don’t this is doing ourselves unjust harm and we are not here to live this life in fear or harm. We are here to feel protected in a safe way away from those who may try to cause us harm or distress. So I’m asking you through this piece to throw their ***** socks away and live your best with those who show you they are truly truly lovingly and appreciatively yours. For eternity. You can do this.
