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Gemineyed Gypsy Aug 2015
So much time is wasted.
How often are you lost in thought?
Trapped within a whirlwind of emotions, You can't stay grounded.
You're lost inside yourself.
Numb.
Numb to the world around you, to what's standing right before your own eyes.
A blank slate.
In a vegetative state.
A water balloon about to pop.
So much pressure building up from the inside out, these words won't stop.
Soon you will burst.
Stop your mind before your heart stops beating.

FOCUS.

Thump thump. Thump thump.
It starts off slow, so slow you begin to wonder if you still have a heart at all.
Perhaps your mind has just taken over and soon your lungs will give out.
Perhaps this is the end after all.
Is this how I go?
In a motionless state, just waiting for the next ***** to shut down...
You try to breathe.
It only hurts.
THUMP thump thump THUMP thump thump.
Now it won't stop.
THUMP thump thump THUMP thump thump.
The beat gets faster, the breathing harder. Tears begin to stream down from the eyes.
You feel as though your body is going to let go.
Fear is taking over.
You're giving up, ready to jump, just throw it all away...
You can't do this alone anymore. You have no desire to try.
You believe this is the only way out.
This tsunami, this hurricane, this eruption of emotions are consuming you.
Eating you alive.
--Silence--
Before you go, remember one thing. The most important words you will ever know...
You are loved, and
Love conquers all.
Writings through a battle with anxiety.

© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Jun 2015
When I was a child, Pan was my friend,
With others I refused to play,
Except for those reminding me,
Of that long, lost, youthful boy.
Playing along and following the pond-
To the stream that led out to the bay,
Just a ahead in the woods was where I called home,
A land of adventure and joy.

As time went along,
I was forced to grow strong,
Veering from my childish ways,
My life steered off course, by that Pirate, of course,
Swabbing decks, cleaning bilges,
Slaving through days.

Nine years hence,
Spending many a *****,
Its back in the woods I reside.
Be it a curse, that might sound right in verse,
My heart yearns to be back, living life by the tides.
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Jun 2015
Back to the beginning.
The way things were before the fall of man.
Before we knew religion.
No separation.
No nonsense of
Man vs man.

Without rulers of great fortune.
Without wars and despair.
Without greed without hunger.
Worry no longer.
Without a doubt.
Having faith in simply, “I can.

Back at the beginning.
All is man's peaceful nature.
Unknowing of hate, staying true to love.
When everything and everyone is ALL I AM.
Darkness & Light.
Together, hand-in-hand.
Beautifully weaving and believing.

One Two-Fold Force
Of Love and Light.
Providing and Supplying.
Nurturing through Nature.

Simply sounding enough.
Let it Be.
Om.
Ah-men.
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Jun 2015
Wide windows of love where light pours in
Leaving no room for darkness nor the nature of sin

Still, silent of night when shadows overtake
Moonbeams peer through, reflecting love as our fate

Close curtains abrupt yet radiance remains
Whether inside or out, *our souls seek the same
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Jun 2015
Standing here, between two walls
Doors, unnumbered, crowd the hall
Behind each door a secret kept
Of fears, of lies, of tears been wept
Portals each to different worlds
Lessons learned from little girls
Listen as the truth unfolds
Tales untold of a *wounded soul
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy May 2015
“There's trouble in magic, she shan't be trusted;
Yet faith in the Creator shall always set you free”
Such words forever flowing within her conscious mind
As her subconscious yields dreams of catastrophic calamity

“Why is this battle of good versus evil
Forever encompassing all that is within?”
She stands in the gray, honoring the Creator of the cosmos
While still acknowledging the existence of dark and dangers of sin

Following the Light, centering her life
Loving all she has been given in nature
Aware of the dangers lurking on the dark side
Finding balance within, her spirit seeks pleasure

When she was young, her parents once said
"Man cannot have the best of both worlds"
They told her to choose between darkness and light
Yet under their roof she would abide by their rules

Raised as a Christian, learning of love
Turning from all evil ways
Little did they know, as she grew old
She would live to see a darker of days

Dabbling in magic, once innocent and pure
Fighting demons, anger, black spirits and rage
A little girl raised in good and in light
Now learning of fears; her shadows dark haze

Where once there was light, the shadow overcame
A paranormal understanding of mysterious ways
Remembering the words that once were spoken
She began to fight through her darkest of days

Rather than choosing good versus evil
She would settle for an alternate approach
Accepting the shadow's urge to learn from herself
She would find balance between the two realms

Here she stands now, full of yin and of yang,
Infinitely balancing the heart with the mind
With spirit and soul hand-in-hand, all-in-one
Where the two worlds now meet
*Yields Infinite Divine
The most accurate depiction of my own soul's journey

© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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