you are the intruder
and i am the door
you have grabbed me
grabbed my handle and clutched it
i can not escape you
i have failed my job as the barrier
because you own my key
you are not afraid to pull me open
and walk right in
explore my insides
the floors creak, walk slowly
the faucets are leaking
i cant keep you out
i dont want to
you have found beauty in my imperfections
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
The mind has no bounds
Before addiction
Which suffocates
And drowns
And traps
The mind
Addiction pulverises and
Processes good things so
Numbly
The bounds
Devour the ability
To reach the heart
The heart
Becomes
Alone
Because a slave must first be
Tamed
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 4:32 PM UTC
Stop fighting the ebb and flow
With all your worthless plans
The Universe, God, Allah, whoever
You want to call him
He has more in store for you than that
Your plans are a grain of salt
Even though in your backpack of burdens they are weighing the most
They can be swept away in an instant
But their weight is hard to deny
So if you take anything from this
Forget doing what feels the safest
Do what feels right
That's your intuition
Feeding you the divine wisdom that you need
To witness your fulfillment
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
i will walk the great
wall of china some day and
i want to bring you
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
my heart is tired of travel
departure brings sorrow
i am tired of the goodbyes
and too many hello's
used to believe
you could never see enough faces
but you begin to see faces
in the people you meet
all faces i swore
i miss or never wanted to see again
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
somewhere in lofi dreams girls sit in a meadow below a saturated sunset that melts everything in sight
but not them and they feel the warmth encapsulate them
as though they've slipped into a jar of honey
and they can still breathe
but if you ask me where that place is, i don't know
the smallest drops of water, they suffocate my best identity
the one that thrives in honey day dreams
and floats on evaporation's of polyamorous love
i'm sure that solid, honey drenched girl has
slept upon those clouds she pulls the cover over her face
and falls into love with two and the two lovers love her the same
her rasta smile and rainbow hair ooze and drip from her embodiment as she says "love is love, the more the better"
and she reeks of drugs and
spray tan and suddenly she
doesn't look so beautiful anymore
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
i walk through this life
eyes closed
i run my hands across the days and feel their presence
as if im blind to it
its brail of my past
and in my dream i feel a sadness
i know theres no way back to the times i felt right inside
i know theres no way back to me
the me before
the pain
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:25 PM UTC
blue, green, and dripping wet
fertile and thriving with life
taking more than what some say she can handle
the Earth is a woman
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:16 PM UTC
a pair of eyes
its a simple beauty
but most things are if you have
the right eyes
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:13 PM UTC
is it hard to live another year
whilst all the other years behind you remain in a silent place and hold
peaceful pain
a place you yearn to be
the past is not just figurative and
i have forgotten this
time
and time again
that the clothes i wore yesterday must be washed
soon they will decompose
and only i find hypocrisy when i think of this
because not only is the past real
we are living in it still
take off these clothes from yesterday while you are in it
wash them
throw them in the basin and scrub them and wear them again
they are not going anywhere
lest you reject them for the blood and tears they boast
you will be left naked, and without warmth
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC