My sister, my diver,
My seeker, my surviver
It’s been a year since our reunion
Time to us is an illusion
We came together in a time of need
Last year was real, but time moves quickly
You’ve soared high skies,
You’ve roamed the mountains,
You’ve danced in valleys,
You’ve bathed in fountians
I see myself in all that you’ve done
I see us both in constellations
Creating stars in the eternal night sky
Dance with me, let’s polarize
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 6:29 AM UTC
Let me bloom into the Source
Let every microcosmic aspect of my whole me fold into itself
Let me be free of form
But fold into good company
May I love myself through all darkness
May I hate myself, but ask for
Forgiveness every time when I remember, and reclaim who I am
I am love, lust, and luxury
I am a powerful woman
Infinity; blissed into a dualistic formality
It evaporates, and segregates no longer
We are one
We get along with each other
Sister, brother
Father, mother
Beyond our blood we teach other
Intertwined in a love connection
Through sound alone we break an illusion
When we know ourselves
We know our wealth
When we breathe in our bodies
We indefinitely raise hell
Wake the dead
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 8:08 AM UTC
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better
Patience will give you everything that matters
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You breath in everything that matters
Wait for a man that will give you his sweater
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 4:10 AM UTC
Memories exist in the feel of your love that live within the sound inside your soul
I am digging deep inside an old casket buried in a cosmic black hole
Dead as it may seem, it is alive in you
I resurrect them in organic gardening tunes
The tools I use are made for the soil in your mind
The kind that come from foreign lands
And arent easy to recognize
They bloom when I'm not looking
They manifest and shine
They act as a boomerang
They bloom on their own time
I am fortunate enough
To smell the scent of glory
The fact that they even flower
Let's me know that I am worthy
A reflection I can count on
A flower that can sing
A woman that holds power
One who doesn't need a man for anything
She'd just like to have one
Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 10:31 PM UTC
Can the Self destroy relations?
Let's face it, there is temptation
There is a mirror
It is a representation
Reflection to dive into
A part of you
What really makes you true?
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
I don't know if I have been covering myself up
If I have been letting myself down
Or if these two things are one in the same
But I am in the middle of making sense of it
I don't know anything,
and I don't want to
I am currently filthy
I have collected thoughts that are starting to mold
Allowing them to become me
Leaving me empty, tired, and cold
I am killing myself slowly with these thoughts
Trapping myself, and ****** myself of my own freedom
Repeatedly throughout every day
It's completely unfair to who I know I really am
Beauty, grace, rhythm, and balance
The fog seems so thick,
Making me wonder if I can even grasp them
I know it's silly to see myself this way
I know it's where I am, and not where I will stay
But it is hard right now
It is a challenge
I need a push, not a distraction
I am choosing to go forward
Fix myself of these things
Cut the mold out,
and let these thoughts rot away
They aren't me, and they never were
Time is so cheap sometimes
Everything still seems like a blur
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC
I will not embody anger
It is not an emotion I will allow myself to transfer
It is not necessary in this time
I can feel many things,
Right now this doesn't serve my mind
My body, or my soul
This feeling does not allow myself to grow
Anger is not awful
It is just something right now
That I cannot swallow
I seek clarity, and understanding
I seek a new world
Something new, and everlasting
I can not hold on to this any longer
As I am letting go
I am only growing strong
With my last touch to this
I sail it away,
And mark the sails with a kiss
Farewell my old friend
For when we meet again
You will be new to me
All over, and once again
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 3:42 AM UTC
Push
What it takes for such movement
Momentum
The forward progress of everything
Constantly in motion
I am pushing for my own brightness
I am searching for my way out
I have glued myself to this place I have labeled as a home
I was born here, but I do not live here
I did, once upon a time, but now
That time has passed
It is time to push
Time for me to push
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
I am not angry
I am just prying away at the things that do not make me happy
I have allowed layers of grief to add up, and consume me
I will not anymore
I am stronger than before
These things that have connected, and became
Are dark shadows I lingered on,
Because I couldn't label them or give them a name
- they didn't deserve one
They never will
They wanted to take me away
From the flower that bloomed on Grandma's hill
I am the seed
I am the stem
I am the flower
I am the end
When I'm dome
I'll bloom again
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
A flower is a gift
It is protection
Reflection, an unseen jurisdiction
A mask, and an illusion
It is simple, and in some instances,
Medicine
I call upon the flowers
I speak to the petals
I ask them for guidance
I treat them like angels
They are my greatest teachers
Lovers, and friends
They are the most beautiful piece of my imagination
Sacred geometic patterns locked in a single shape
They helped me open my eyes, and open a gate
Multiple moments parallel to each other
Instances that align and bring us together
Blooming ripples that flow like a river
Creating a world that is sacred and silver
Forget about karmatic gold and the gods that lost the heat
Open your eyes to idea of prosperity
Green grass and significant botanics
Trees and leaves and our ancestors of Atlantis
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 12:03 AM UTC