Chelsea Rae

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Oh the push and pull
Of the warrior/victim mind.

Bravely I have fought.
How bravely will I die?

My heart says continue on,
But my mind is ready to lay it all down.

I, unarmored and unarmed,
Lay on my back towards the sky.
Hoping that surrender
Will help me close my eyes.

But there it is,
The pounding in my chest.
My heart with every beating
Whispers, "it isn't time for rest."

So tired. Want to give up.

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Please God

If there was anything worth praying for tonight,
It'd be that no matter what happens,
Please God don't let me ruin this.

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Soul Dust

I am only made up
Of all the residue left behind
From every soul who has come and gone.

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Message in a Bottle

Sometimes I pretend like the wind
Is a message in a bottle and
that when I whisper my love into a breeze
It will eventually float on to you.

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Goodbye

Strange, isn't it?

The way we mourn those
Still living...

I miss you.

Chelsea Rae Aug 2019

Out Of Body

I lose her.

All the time.

After days of waiting on a return
I finally go to the mirror searching.

I look into her eyes and wonder

How can a body be so soulless?

And when will she come back?

The real fear is that one day
She never will.

disassociation.