My soul, the filter of the self,
***** and grimey.

Sticky energy stuck,
Karma links,
Life amuck.

I'm scrubbing myself clean
And finding the shine underneath.
Yes the process is long and mean
But after I've made it past the bleak
Heath,
I will come out as my true being.

There is light that keeps shining off me

and I'm dimming out

from the constant darkness you surround me with

just to reassure that you won't go blind.

I just want to see you

Be

Happy

Feel confident

Be loved

Be you

I just want to see you

For yourself

I'm so beyond tired of flipping through this book
Trying to be on the same page as you.

They talk about manifestation
And the power is in me, always,
But they're full of ****.
Just a straight up liar
Because otherwise the world would already be on fire
And burning me down to the ground
With it.

Disconnected from the comfort
But not the truth indefinitely
You see
All about how it works and is
But you cannot see yourself at work in it
Comfortably