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miriam
miriam
Filipino "If I write what I feel, it’s to reduce the fever of feeling." // Fernando Pessoa
fear screams in my ears like an angry mother poking through my skin until it reveals my bones i am a lost soul, i am a lost soul, i am just a lost and lonely soul aching to find a home i have no one and no one has me that used to make me feel at peace but now i'm just so lonely so i dig my nails deeper into things that i think will satisfy me but i'm left even emptier than when i've first come the fountain has now gone i am all alone and the story well it goes on and on and on and on...
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Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 3:42 AM UTC
i don't know what it means to be alive anymore
sometimes we go through our pilgrimage and everything feels like a desert. we try to eat and drink up, and nothing, like nothing is shifting or moving or changing even a little bit we grow discouraged and even question it dig our nails in the dirt in frustration but we go on anyway we read His word, clinging to every sentence, every phrase, every word like a starved man eating every bit of morsel we pray even though our words are awkward and all jumbled up and we don’t even know what to say and we struggle against our flesh with all our Spirit-empowered might and believe that He will come and break through the darkness… because there is no darkness in Him. we are encompassed by His righteousness and light. we tread through this fallen world and experience much suffering and sorrow and pain, but just as He’s promised, all is light and momentary and every affliction He is using for His good purpose. forgive us for chasing after comfort and pursuing selfishness and forsaking our brethren and pouring out our worship towards things that are useless and vain. forgive us for turning to our idols, for our pathetic band-aid solutions towards problems that have been birthed by our sins. we drink cheap entertainment and adore the buzz it creates in our heads because they drown out the heavy silence and the emptiness. but nothing fills. think of your iniquities, how seemingly insurmountable are they? and yet, Christ’s mercies are stronger still. sometimes there are days where this becomes so increasingly real, beating like a gong inside my head: I am at His mercy. and it is a good thing, because it is true, and if He were not gracious enough to open my eyes to the gospel I’d still be a rebel spitting on the face of God. and nothing else quite like that shakes me to my core.
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:50 AM UTC
pilgrim
sometimes we go through our pilgrimage and everything feels like a desert. we try to eat and drink up, and nothing, like nothing is shifting or moving or changing even a little bit we grow discouraged and even question it dig our nails in the dirt in frustration but we go on anyway we read His word, clinging to every sentence, every phrase, every word like a starved man eating every bit of morsel we pray even though our words are awkward and all jumbled up and we don’t even know what to say and we struggle against our flesh with all our Spirit-empowered might and believe that He will come and break through the darkness… because there is no darkness in Him. we are encompassed by His righteousness and light. we tread through this fallen world and experience much suffering and sorrow and pain, but just as He’s promised, all is light and momentary and every affliction He is using for His good purpose. forgive us for chasing after comfort and pursuing selfishness and forsaking our brethren and pouring out our worship towards things that are useless and vain. forgive us for turning to our idols, for our pathetic band-aid solutions towards problems that have been birthed by our sins. we drink cheap entertainment and adore the buzz it creates in our heads because they drown out the heavy silence and the emptiness. but nothing fills. think of your iniquities, how seemingly insurmountable are they? and yet, Christ’s mercies are stronger still. sometimes there are days where this becomes so increasingly real, beating like a gong inside my head: I am at His mercy. and it is a good thing, because it is true, and if He were not gracious enough to open my eyes to the gospel I’d still be a rebel spitting on the face of God. and nothing else quite like that shakes me to my core.
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it will happen. you will meet him. you will finally get to look into his eyes. feel his skin. see the slow lift of the corners of his lips as he smiles. it will no longer be pictures, no longer short video clips, no longer just a voice through the phone. no, you’ll see him, you’ll experience the presence of his whole being. you’ll feel electricity running up and down your spine, adrenaline rushing through and through, but you’ll feel a warmth and peace washing over you. you will be amazed at the rarity of this connection–how so many people you have encountered only leave you feeling drained, but this soul energizes you. refreshes you. and leaves you curiously wondering why that is. and he will feel the same. everything will unfold in a strange beautiful way. peaceful, yet you will feel its intensity. the most quiet explosion. you’ve always believed there’s a higher love, a connection formed simply by being–not by convenience, not by looks. it’s just there, just like how the mountains are always there, or the sky, or the sea. it’s something natural. it’s something that just is, and we just discover it. you’ve always believed it, and darling, you won’t be proven wrong. it will happen.
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 5:41 AM UTC
sooner // later
give me a love that i can’t explain a love that destroys superficiality a love that proves it’s real and genuine despite every hard circumstance that tries to threaten it more than just a pretty face or convenience, give me something difficult to grab a hold of, but so worthy that i would want nothing else but to fight for it until i finally have it something that would make others say, “why not just give that one up and reach for something else, something easier?” to which i will answer, “i can’t, i’ve tried, and my heart simply cannot desire anything else this is something too beautiful and i know that beautiful things take time i can wait, but i can’t afford to settle.” and it is true; i can’t afford to settle just because this is easier, this is closer within my grasp, does not mean my heart should choose it i can’t, you know, i’ve tried– but my soul cries and wails within me perhaps it understands something my mind simply cannot give me a love that will break barriers and tear down walls give me a love so wide it will overcome miles and miles and miles a love so deep it will overwhelm the oceans separating him and i
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 3:41 PM UTC
soon
how is it with you everything feels natural and right? I didn’t think I could find someone I could talk to without my heart fluttering uncomfortably in my chest like a bird locked in a cage, just yearning to be free wanting the conversation to end do you know my heart flutters with you-- with a strange happiness? I always believed love should feel like a release and not a restriction but it was difficult when with every soul I find absolutely no pull no connection tell me this-- can you feel it too? because I’m constantly in awe of this, of you I’m left with wonder at our intertwined existences how suddenly it could happen, and how surprisingly right nothing is forced or clashing it simply merges and flows there are some things too wonderful for our finite minds to comprehend that perhaps our souls just know.
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Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 10:52 AM UTC
things i want to say to you
i’ve written poetry about you i’ve dreamed dreams of you you were once a mystery and a hopeful wish but now you are here.
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May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 12:10 PM UTC
it'll come, it'll come, it'll come
i can't explain you i can usually make sense of these feelings i feel but for some reason this is failing me maybe it's always going to be a mystery how some people can just crawl inside your heart and make you feel like you're finally home i hope you know i've never felt this way about another soul before and naturally i should be scared but this is one of the most peaceful things i've ever felt.
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC
dear soulmate
love me softly love me loud i will not settle for anything less than that
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Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 8:49 AM UTC
come make a hole in my sky
there are days when it feels heavy and the wait is too long for me to take so i try to make pretend that there is no longer real and instead here is all that exists but i know you– you and i are alive at the same time we are living under the same blanket of stars we see the same moon one day the distance will close the miles will melt away like snow and it will be beautiful but for now, we wait, and we cling onto the hand of the Maker who is all in all and more than enough to fill the emptiness in the cavity of our chests we will walk that way, my darling, and soon but we must learn to walk with Love Himself if we want to walk it well until then, we wait.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC
you
but then you meet someone who understands you you don't even have to try to convey your thoughts with words because he already gets it he already could feel the lightning in your chest and the shadows that creep in the depths of your mind without having to try the little sparks you feel in your soul when he speaks like a calm whisper a soft breeze a gentle touch on my skin how easily he could unravel me without even trying how easily my walls come crashing down when i'm around him a growing flame inside my chest giving light to this darkness a warmth i didn't think i could feel again that not even my doubtful heart could resist to believe in how easily he could devour me in the most beautiful way how easily he could reach inside the depths of my soul when i had thought that nobody, not even the rain, could have done so
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Nov 10, 2016
Nov 10, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
but then