my love
tell me, whats
on your mind
tell me
how you feel
Tell me
what is real
to you
tell me
your sweet dreams
tell me
your nightmares
covet
in me
a box
for pandora
prayers
pour into me
I receive you in grace
and pour into you
with consistent pace
passing through love
like we pass through time
love of mine
all of mine,
love
an offerance
from above..
*With that she lays herself in his palms
and prays,
and waits
for him
to clasp them together
in firm receipt.*
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 11:45 AM UTC
Will you top acting so attacked
I'm trying to tell you something!
Here..
With all your defense against me
I'm on your side, here.
I'm on your side.
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
...yes I'm a mess,
but I want to be.
Need a little time
to be unruly.
Sometimes,
I wonder
who will stick around?
It's like,
g.o.t.
the way all my mains drop dead to me
each season.
I can't be concerned.
I've earned the right to grow
so go on go.
phony people.
Yes I'm a mess.
But I need to be.
Need time to grieve
all that used to be
Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
All this
loneliness
& fear of exile
got my clingliness riled up
Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 12:17 AM UTC
___________________
How do you,
tell the person you pushed away
that they didn't reach out enough
after you asked for some space
?
____________________
Is it really my fault?
Am I really to blame
for the passive aggression we misplaced
...dang.
____________________
Slip. Slip. Slip through my fingers
Do I let you fade away?
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
Look it,
how time flies.
Oh my, my
I
get lost with you.
Looking at you,
looking at me.
Oo wee,
how free
are we.
I don't ever want to be found.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 11:24 AM UTC
Somewhere between
Upset and Sadness,
I lost my mind.
Somewhere between
Darkness and Madness,
I crossed a line.
Unforgivable
Undeniable
Unbelievable
Unforgivable
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 10:45 AM UTC
It's Madness,
in this promised world of freedom.
Why are they so mad?
Why are they so mad?
It's crazy,
that they killed that baby
in the name of Land.
Why are they so mad?
Why are they so mad,
that the baby was born of kin
to that Bright Lady in the sky?
My sun, I worry for you.
My sun, with all this madness
what will become of you?
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC
Sometimes I feel like a mirror.
Even though I
can see that it's me,
I don't feel
at all.
Am I
really staring at myself,
Or just reflecting someone else?
What's really real?
What I see
or what I feel.
I'm ashamed
to say, I'm confused.
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC