We took turns
placing headphones
on each other and
plugging them into
our hearts in hopes
that we would be able
to hear all the things
we should have said

Some things in my life
will never be transferred
to poetry
because they were
only pain
and nothing more.

I can't tell you
much
about love and poets
and how well that'll
work out
but they'll sure as ****
write about
it.

After a day
of pondering
I flew into
a frenzy,
burning books that
couldn’t help me
and so through centuries
of love poems and stories
I blazed
wondering if this was how the
ghosts who wrote them felt
when they poured out their
souls
and I burned and
I burned and I
burned
until I came to my final
book.
A Dictionary…
And I burned that too
because in it
I could not find words to
adequately describe how you
make me feel.

I was high up, flying.
So I took the lights
On the land as
                         Stars.

But I cannot make out
From where came the lightning?

I delete old thoughts that do not help self.
The thoughts I am not smart enough,
pretty enough,
or have nothing of worth to say.
The thoughts that I will not succeed.

I delete the negative energies from others words.
Negative energies that do not serve the highest good inside love.
energies that hamper my soul from being free.
or stifles my loving self.

I delete the past and move forward
knowing who I am
to reprogram my mind and open my heart.

StarBG © 2017

It is a moment of weakness
It is a moment where I forget to love myself for a fraction of a second
It is a moment where I recall the past to fill up an empty moment in my present
I do not want to go back
I told you, and I'll still tell you,
I would rather choke than feel again everything I have ever felt every moment I told you I loved you
No, this is not a goodbye message, it is not a love note, it is not about you, it is not me grieving
It is me, a year later, stronger, older, wiser, kinder, happier, freed and waiting for more freedom
Even so, I will always colour the center of my mandalas dark red



- LynnAA