I know I was drawn to coming here                                                             ­                                               
to a dark room with a mind to
clear                                                            ­                                                  
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I need some time to think about me                                                               ­                                            
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And find out what my life needs to be                                                               ­                                                          
 I have a habit of blaming myself                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                             
    Give all my love to everyone else                                                             ­                                                
   So, what I have been repressing                                                                  ­                                                
Has bubbled up & effervescing                                                     ­                                         
A hard battle that I have to win                                                              ­                  
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   Am I worthy of self-forgiving?                                                                     ­                                                 
    It's time to let all the past go   
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Less ebb & much more flow

You lost things
that had names.

Dreams,
people,
parts of yourself
you'll never fully get back.

But you still open your chest
to the wind.
You still say yes.

And that-
that is holy.

The older you get
the shorter the days become
so live while you're young

In a world without paper
there are no trees
no roots
no tattoos
no love
no ink.

In the morning,
As I wake up ,
My bones creak,
I grapple for my ears from the drawers,
My teeth from a dainty cup,
My eyes lying beside me,
I  grin and say
I am blessed,
I am still young at heart,
Go baby go.
19/2/2025

As I am going to sleep
I appreciate you once again
Just have this need
To say goodnight
And that everything is gonna be alright
I know,
I can just tell that to myself.
And I will.
You are loved and you're missed here still.

Whispers of the night,
Raindrops dance on rooftops low,
Dreams drift in the hush.