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Aug 8 · 256
The 5 W's
๐•Ž๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– did you go?

Please can you tell me,
๐•จ๐•™๐•ช are you
now
so estranged?

๐•Ž๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ happened?

Please can you tell me,
๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ exactly
did
everything change?

๐•Ž๐•™๐•  are you now?

Please someone tell me,
๐•™๐• ๐•จ my mother
can
reclaim her name.
The first piece to finally make its way out of my grieving heart.
May 20 · 332
Evanescent Presence
๐—œ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€
๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜€,
๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ
๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ด
๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ต.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฒ,
๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐˜
๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต
๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ
๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ,
๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—บ.
๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ,
๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด.

๐—œ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€
๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜†๐˜€.
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ค,
๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ด
๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€
๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ
๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜ต,
๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ
๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต.

๐—•๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฑ,
๐—œ ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ
๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ
๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ
๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต.

๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ธ ๐˜„๐—ต๐˜†, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐—ถ๐—ป.
๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ
๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต
๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.

๐—œ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€.
๐—œ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ'๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ,
๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ง
๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด
๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐™›๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ.
May 20 · 88
spicy cocoa
You wake to the scent
of our bodies enmeshed.
This craving enslaving
your dreams.

It smells of hot cocoa
with a spicy aroma.
Topped off with a shot
of whipped cream.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
May 20 · 95
To Be In Love
It seems to me
if I'm to love,
it means I have to lose.
๐—•๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ?
That im capable
to put anothers needs
before my own?
๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ?

It seems to me
if I'm to love,
it means I dont come first.
๐—•๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜?
To honour
my own desires
before those of another?
๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ?

It seems to me
that the qualities
so loved of me
came to be
when I met my needs.

It seems to me
that I'll cease to be
all the things
I'm loved for being..

๐—œ๐—ณ ๐—œ'๐—บ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ.

.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Apr 27 · 755
A Specious Story
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต?

๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ?

"Bury me,
in your protection."
๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ,
"Keep me
and my heart collected."
๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ,
"I will
embrace your affection,
๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜,
feel safe
wrapped in this connection."

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜...

๐—š๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐˜†๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚.

I handed you in pieces,
all my beauty and my truth.
You promised you would hold them
with love the whole way through.

๐˜ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ,
to believe
that it was ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฒ.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜บ,
I believed
that it was ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚.

But for some reason, this feeling
makes me commit treason.
I cause my own bleeding
and my boundaries weaken.

This lighting's deceiving
and I'm seeking to find,
the line intervening
between you and I.
But it's gone to the night.
You're all that I want.
You're all that's in sight.

I don't want to escape ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ,
or this ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ on my ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜.

So, when you asked me...
"๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต?"

๐—œ ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ.

Blinded by
this lustful yearn. I'd,
never seen eyes that
didn't fear me first. I'd,
never met a mouth
so pretty as yours.

Craving the flavour,
the taste of my curves.
Seeking to savour
the twists and the turns,
of ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ body, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ kiss,
and ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ tongue.

My ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป and my ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€
to you I'd serve.

All I can do is
๐™จ๐™ช๐™˜๐™˜๐™ช๐™ข๐™—.

๐˜๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต...

I forgot just where
my mind went. I'd,
misplaced and lost
the sentiment, that
centres me
in these,
elements. The,
intensity
is relevant
to the detriment
of my disconnect
to the self I sense.
๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜...

๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐˜†๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด I know is true.

When you asked for me,
I gave you ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ than you could ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ.

And I wanted you to swallow it, ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ค.

But the problem is...
All this complicated
**** you say
I regurgitated,
is a result of how
intoxicated
I am from always
accomodating
a level of love
approximated. I,
never know if I'm
dominated, or
if this loves
consolidated, and

all I did,
was ๐˜๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ this...

Slowly losing you. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด...
Never finding truth...
Never knowing what you do.

Giving me a piece,
and then taking back two.

Pushing and pulling
in and out of my view.
Raining down sentiments
that keep me confused.

I can't find my way
in the dark of the moon.
Can't locate your love
in this light, misconstrued.

As I pick up the pieces
you dont care to lose,
I start to ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป if ๐—œ
can ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜บ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™...

And thats when I lost me.
๐™„ ๐™›๐™ช๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™๐™™๐™ง๐™š๐™ฌ.

Tumbling backwards
to a past I once knew,
of cyclical madness
and embedded abuse.

In madness and lament,
I'm fully consumed.
My ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต meets the ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต,
and I act like a ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—น.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ,
looking right ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต.

๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ.

On this trail I'm left lost in...
When you leave - it turns to ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€.

...

I wish you hadn't held my hand,
telling me about your youth.
Carving our names in the sand,
only not to pursue.

I wish you wouldn't say name,
when you look at the moon.
Whispering melodies
in a deviant tune.

For I am ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
by the dance of your mouth,
as it makes your words move
in the night, all throughout.

But I can't be confused
by the beautiful sounds
of a ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ...
Of a song, ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ and ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ.

So this, I return.
For my heart, I must choose:
to ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ or to ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป,
or to let myselfย ย ๐—ฏ ๐—น ๐—ผ ๐—ผ ๐—บ .

ย ย ย ย  ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด,
ย ย ย ย  ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ.

So, I've sealed this in ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜…,
ย ย ย ย 
ย ย ย ย  and sent it
๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธย ย 
ย ย ย ย  toย ย  theย ย ย ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ปย ย .


โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
specious, adj.
1. apparently good or right though lacking real merit; superficially pleasing or plausible.
2. pleasing to the eye but deceptive.
Feb 15 · 219
Redamancy
My love unfolds only,
where hemlines meet.

In the space between skin,
and black satin sheets.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Feb 7 · 1.2k
Covetous
Your eyes drip hot wax
on the bare of my back.
I ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ at the ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ,
๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ.
ย ย 
I dont make a sound
as it cools down.
Your ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ fastened ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต,
๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ.

You flash me your teeth -
I forget how to breathe.
And I ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, I can't ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ
๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚.
ย ย ย ย 
So I fill up the room
with the scent of my mood.
Can't ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ you get ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ
๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ผ.
ย ย ย ย 
Your tongue licks your lips.
Hungry, I am your fix.
Well ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ in your ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ
๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€.

You follow my gridlines,
I etch you in fineline.
๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, we've ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€.
ย ย 
Your skin sends out shivers
to make my hips quiver.
They're ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ and ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ
๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ.

I keep it discrete
as you watch me low key,
til ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต on the
๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ.


โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Covetous: adj. showing extreme cupidity; painfully desirous of another's advances.
Feb 5 · 293
Uninvited Guest
Today an old friend came to visit.
Not completely unannounced, but
not particularly invited.

The kind of friend
that once served you well,
but their ways grew outdated
when you made it out of hell.

When the pain settled to trauma,
it became entirely something else.
But your friend thinks they know best
and give involuntary help.

The kind of friend
that's over bearing
and embeds into
the skin you're wearing.

Stitching in bad habits.
Manifesting your mistakes.
The friend you try to distance from,
but you can't seem to shake.

The kind of friend
you grow apart from
once your time there
is done.

Even though you're better off,
you still wonder where they are.
The kind of friend you dearly miss,
but must love them from afar.

Well, that friend...

Came knocking at my skull today.

(They told me they might be in town,
but I didn't bother to reply.)

Quick, shut off all the lights.
Quiet, try to hide.
Maybe if I'm gone,
they won't try to come inside.

But resting in the silence,
is a small child's cry.

And they know exactly,

where,

to find

me.


โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Jan 22 · 294
Swallow
Salvating at the scent
of *** in the room
as you linger
in the back of my throat,
on the edges of my tongue,
and in the purse of my lips.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Jan 22 · 1.0k
Hands
I don't believe you when you say
that your hands are tied.

I don't believe you when you say
that your hands don't have holes in them.

That the sand doesn't slowly pour out through the cracks between your fingers.

...

๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ...

when you asked me
to hand you my soul,

that the depths of its love,
your hands, ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ.

...

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Jan 11 · 154
Salacious
STUCK
In the space between
What we know
And what they don't.

HERE
In this room, that your eyes
Are filling with smoke
That only I can choke on.

YOU
Take up so much space
In this place, you and that
Fly on the wall.

AND
We keep a safe distance
Until a red carpet rolls out
To the livingroom floor.

I
Find myself submitting,
Cause your mouth is so delicious.
Your eyes are so insatiable,

And this story's too salacious.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Sep 2023 · 533
When We Kissed
There was much of you my
soul found it already knew.

The rest of you downloaded
into my bones and flesh.

My ancestors hugged yours
and our traumas wept.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Sep 2023 · 1.4k
- transference -
The universe, she needs me.
For transference she is seeking.

Pouring feelings down my throat,
so they can find releasing.

And Im permanently wired
to the frequency shes speaking

Collecting dust from comets,
to carve out my own meaning.

I make light codes out of lessons.
I upload them when I'm dreaming.

Slowly taking all the pain,
and I turn it into healing.

And for every cleanse completed,
she leaves me with a teaching.

And the world's a little wiser,
a little more appealing.

โ€ข โ€ข โ€ข

Then I get another download,
and the cycle keeps repeating.

.
.
.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
A queen will always turn pain into power.
Aug 2023 · 2.1k
Saturn's Return
[๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ]

๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š'๐šœ ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š—?

๐™ธ'๐š– ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šœ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š
๐™ฐ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š—.



[๐™ธ]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š™๐šž๐š— ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š’๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š˜๐š›๐š‹๐š’๐š
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ
๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‹๐š›๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š—.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š–.


[๐™ธ๐™ธ]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š›๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐šž๐š.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š‹๐š‹๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š›๐š’๐šŒ ๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐šœ๐š˜๐šž๐š•
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š ๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐šข๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐šž๐š–๐šŠ ๐š™๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š’๐š›๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š—.



[๐™ธ๐™ธ๐™ธ]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐š‹๐š˜๐š•๐š
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šข ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š—
๐š—๐šŽ๐š  ๐š–๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šœ.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š–๐šœ.



[๐™ธ๐š…]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ
๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šœ๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐šŠ๐š—๐šข ๐šŠ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šž๐š•๐šข ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š๐š‘.



[๐š…]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐š™๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐š—
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š
๐š›๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š.



[๐š…๐™ธ]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š‹๐šข๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š ๐š–๐šข๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šข ๐š’๐š—
๐š–๐šข ๐š™๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š๐šœ, ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š,
๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐š.

... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ'๐š– ๐šœ๐š™๐š’๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•.



[๐š…๐™ธ๐™ธ]
๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š™๐šž๐š— ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š.
๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐š•๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐šž๐š™๐š˜๐š— ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š”๐šŽ๐š™๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐š•๐š• ๐šŒ๐š’๐š›๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ
๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐š ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š -
(๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š.)


... ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š™ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š—.



[๐™ด๐š™๐š’๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ]

๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—,
๐š†๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š—๐š˜๐š ?

๐™ธ'๐š– ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š
๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š.


[๐™ต๐š’๐š—]


- ๐™ผ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ ๐™ป๐š’๐š๐š‘๐šย ย 

ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ/๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ/๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน
Aug 2023 · 2.8k
In Bitter Ink
In bitter ink
I dip my feather.
My hands carve out
A weathered letter.
I hold the page
Steady, it hovers
Grazing the flame.
Your name getting hotter,
Til it crumbles to ashes -
Catching fire at my altar.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
I had a dream I sewed your sheets onto my bed last night.

As if stitching them together, might...
keep us here forever.

As if our dreams becoming tethered, might...
be worth divine endeavor.

As if sewing strands together
of our hair, into the feathers
of our pillow soaked in pleasure, might...
be something we should treasure.

But then i woke up to discover,
I'd been sleeping in the center...
& from my bed, your sheets were severed.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 409
heartsore
It's been a while since this,
feeling,
came to visit.       This,
all too familiar...
crawl-out-of-my-skin,
feeling.       This,
boulder-in-my-throat,
choking-not-breathing,
feeling.       This,
isolate-and-hide,
I've-been-compromised,
feeling.       This,
     ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด...
     that if you go now,
     my heart might stop beating.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 178
Play It Safe
A spark sets fire to the walls,
of my tightly sealed chest.
Treasures of past pain,
it previously kept.
Memories of hurt,
betrayal and regret -
now fueling the flames
of my burning rage.

๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ.

๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ.

There's very few who know,
how to get close to this flame.
How to steady its burn,
and feel it without pain.
I am nestled deep within,
and the love I have to give,
๐—œ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ.
...But it's locked up in a cage.
Guarded by my fears.
Protected by my rage.
And if it's not safe to play,
then I won't play it safe.
I'll set fire to it all,
just so that my heart can't break.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ

(๐’‡๐’–๐’ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’•: ๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ๐’”)

'ยฐยคยฐโ˜†ยฐยคยฐ'
Mar 2023 · 168
Pine Trees.
This torch - ignite it only,
if you wish to proceed:

It burns on your desire
continuously,
lighting the way
to the feeling you seek.

The longer the longing,
to which the fire you feed,
the larger its flames;
the steadier its heat.

Whisper your woes
to the torch to defeat,
& burn off the pain
of shame, heart break, deceit.

If you sing it your sorrows,
you may find youre relieved.
For the flames of this torch,
heat with healing properties.

Or spill out your passions,
toss in your beliefs.
Whatever you're pining -
on this the flames feed.

Fire glows desire,
dancing with intensity.
& ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ,
๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ.

๐—ฃ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜€ yearn heavy,
& set fire - unleashed.
My heart overheats,
so, solace I seek.

& ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด...

I breathe to the rhythm,
I feel from my soul chimes.
Picking locks on my thoughts.
Breaking into my mind.

Once inside, I found Silence
waiting on me to arrive.
She met me with kind eyes,
& a quiet reminder, divine.

Silence says:

"๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜›๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.
๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ.
๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ...
๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ.

๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ."

๊ง๊ง‚

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 174
Untouchable
Be kind, stay conscious.
Keep steady, be honest.
There's one thing I promise...
The darkness can't haunt us,
When we seed our dreams,
In starlight beams,
And cast that light upon us,
We're untouchable to darkness.

ใ€Š ๐”ป๐•š๐•ง๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•๐•ช ๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•’๐•ฃ๐••๐•–๐•• ๐•“๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐• ๐•ค๐•ž๐• ๐•ค. ใ€‹

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 172
An invitation
" & on the darkest nights,
I feel deeply inclined...
to invite the sky
to fully unwind,
and wrap its stars
around my mind. "

โ—‡

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 1.8k
hailstorm
I don't know how
To get her home,
Or if she has one...
Does ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ even know?

If I reached out my hand,
Would she even pull?

She's been making herself larger.
I can feel her reappearance.
She gets brighter, I get darker.
Interfering with my impulse,
And it happened again...

I forgot how I got here,
Don't where I began.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
This is my time,
to be released.

To leave behind,
midaged beliefs.

Uproot the past
& plant new seeds.

Tend to my garden
& water my dreams.

I grow flowers from visions
& pick wisdom off trees.

Thoughts ripen in the berries
& I harvest the seeds.

I sow kindness in rows,
next to seeds of belief.

I grow herbs sown from hope.
Harvest love from snap peas.

I offer my confidence,
to dandelion seeds.

To grow in the cracks
of the sidewalks, between.

Intuition, year-round
grows on evergreen trees.

The depths of its roots,
sink as deep into me.

Wild-smile flower-fields.
Lilac kisses, serene.

Lavender loves laughter
& the scent of dopamine.

Sexuality is ripened,
Nestled in the tangerine.

Creativity grows on vines,
& blooms into epiphanies.

I found grounding in the basil.
Infused rosemary with peace.

& what I find in thyme,
exists purely spiritually.

I rest my soul in the garden
& I feel her cherish me.

She accepts my every fragment
& I listen to her needs.

I learn to tend the darkness.
& to keep my temple clean.

To water everything with love
& divine light frequencies.

To nurture the new growth,
by snipping off dead leaves.

To invite source inside.
& be open to receive,

The cleansing of my spirit
& its ancient history.

Taking shape, we make form
of what we choose to believe.

Bringing forth new flowers,
Into our reality.

So, I tend to my successes
& pull out all the weeds.

I lay gardenbeds of seedlings,
that from feelings, I reaped.

Every outcome is concocted,
of whats currently perceived.

So stay up here with me,
& please, don't go to sleep.

Don't run in the dark,
chasing what's out of reach.

& if I seem quiet,
then Im not asleep.

I am tending my garden,
Bringing life to my dreams.

โ™ก
.................

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Mar 2023 · 117
Release
Constantly on the brink,
Of letting it all go, or
Letting it all sink.

I treasure the moments
When I can feel,
Small fragments of me
Release and heal.
Dec 2022 · 137
Midnight Cries
I sit
I lay
I close my eyes

I breathe
I try
To slow my mind

I drift
I fall
After some time

I sleep
I dream
I'm deep inside

I move
I seek
I try to find

I walk
I search
Can't find the light

I hurt
I feel
It in the night

I fear
I shake
I can't deny

I see
I run
These demons, mine

I cry
I try
To find out why

I stop
I face
These tangled lies

I fight
I love
With all my might

I know
I'm safe
If I must die

I'm lost
Forgot
It's just a ride

I toss
I turn
From side to side

I sweat
I scream
My body fights

I push
I burst
Eyes open wide

I wake again
To midnight cries.
Nov 2022 · 165
The Gatekeeper
Saying no to you,
Carved a line in the earth.

It stood in front all the ways,
I'd been broken before.

It kept back all the pain,
While I learned to walk away.
Sep 2022 · 215
Pulsing
Your breath invades me.
Consumed in full.
I cant evade you.
Escape this pull.

Your lips are tender,
But your teeth will bite.
Your tongue is wet,
And your grip is tight.

Your eyes see through me,
And our skin combines.
Ive become your offering,
And you've become mine.
Sep 2022 · 120
I Won Today
It was wet on my face at 6am today, but
I won.
My heart was jumping hurdles all day, but
I won.
My thoughts were spilling into each other, but
I won.

๐—ง๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ.

Today,
All the fragments
Of myself
That ive transformed
From the inside out, well...
Today,
They were tested.
And,
I won.

I won because,
Despite today
And all my fears,
I did it anyway.

I won because,
I stood my ground,
Gracefully,
And im proud.

I won because,
I innerstand
My love of self
Is a part of the plan.

Theres a reason why,
When we honour ourselves,
We make waves in the ocean of life, but
๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†.

Its okay to put your own needs first,
Even when it rocks the boats of others.
And its okay to put someone else first,
As long as your not abandoning ship to do so.

Loving yourself isnt about not loving other people.
๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด.

And today, well...
๐—ง๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ, but
I won.

Because no matter
How hard
They tried to pull me away...

Today,
๐™„ ๐™™๐™ž๐™™๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ข๐™ฎ๐™จ๐™š๐™ก๐™› ๐™—๐™š๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™.

โ–ช๏ธŽ micalight โ–ช๏ธŽ
Sep 2022 · 138
Consumed By You
Lost in the ruins of you.
My soul in tune,
With your tattered truth.

Oh, throw me down,
And show me now,
Just how you drown.
Sep 2022 · 1.6k
The Star Clad Truth
The wind
Hasn't spoken
To me in weeks,
And I miss her.

I've lasted, but
In some ways
I haven't found
What she left me with.

I love how the sky
Is stitched to my skin,
Breathing life to my bones...
๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.

I sit with myself
A little too often.
Is it healthy
To stare this deep?

I find what
I'm looking for,
But then I always
Find more to look for...

And I wonder,
๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ?
A broken record
Reminding me.

๐˜ˆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ...

These universal lessons -
They have no end.

I could try to find
The reasons why,
But I haven't much time.
So I don't ask why.

For I am much too far
From the night sky stars,

ย ย ย ย  To ever,

ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ย  truly,

ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ย ย ย ย  know.


ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  .โ™ก.

ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Jul 2022 · 1.4k
The Plan
Clearly now I see,
That my soul had a plan.
Laid out perfectly for me,
To endure and withstand.

No I wouldn't do it over,
But Id never give it up.
I just keep moving forward,
Through the lessons I pick up.

I hear it in my soul,
When it's time to make a move.
A pull I can't control,
Brings me to another truth.

A lesson meets me there,
But at first I'm blind to see it.
Repeat repeat - til I'm aware,
And then she will reveal it.

Soul decoding old ways,
Uploading what is new.
These stories of your earthly days,
Are the building blocks of you.

The source collecting energy,
From all your transformation.
With every ancestor redeemed,
She is raising her vibration.

So tune into your highest self,
And don't you ever doubt,
That you come from a higher realm,
Made of stardust all throughout.

You bring this all within you,
So watch carefully for signs.
Youll know just what to do,
When the universe aligns.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Apr 2022 · 278
Cognizant
She walks out
and bears her soul
to the unknown.

Step by step.
Trusting that the path
Will continue to form
Before her.

It's a feeling.
An instinct.
A drive.
A knowing.

It's malleable.
Create-able.
Magical.

It lives.
It relates.
It changes.
It grows.

And when I get lost,
I always know
This feeling will take me
Where I need to go.

So i listen carefully
For the calls in my soul.
And go the direction
That i feel pulled.

Mica Light
Apr 2022 · 2.3k
Me Too
๐—ง๐—ช: ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—”๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ

.
.
.
.
.
.
.

It wasn't until I heard
Someone say, "me too"
That I started to view
That this pain was from you.
And you. And you.
And yes, you too.
But especially... ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.

I came fractured and bruised.
The deprecation of my self worth
Started before you.
I'd long since been used
As a punching bag for others'
Emotional wounds.

So, when I met you...
I was a perfect package
Of cracked porcelain
Just pretty enough
To salvage.

Your attention and approval
Became my food.
Like a flower needs the sun
I thought that without you
Shining on me
That I'd be all for none.

Your claws dug deep in my belly,
And mine into yours.
Validating eachother,
In a toxic swirl.
You in the center,
Creating a world,
Where "no" has no weight,
Coming from a young girl.

"You're so pretty" you said.

My skin was like rice paper.

"I love the curls on your head"

My throat was titanium.

"Come sleep in my bed."

My stomach turned sideways.

I had told myself enough times by now,
"This is what you signed up for,
So you'd better allow.
It comes with the territory."
I believed this somehow.

I attached so much of myself to you.
Addicted to the magic,
scattered in with the abuse.
The pleasure in the pain,
Covering up the dark truth.
So well, I couldn't tell
That we were actually living
In some kind of hell,
Being sold to us
As love and friendship,
But it was just a shell
For dead end *******.

Sometimes I find I look back
To these times reminiscing,
But then all I can think is,
"๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?"

Cause now I sit here and wonder,
Why did I have no edge?
I had lost the understanding of what
A "no" feels like in bed.

It took me years to cut you off.
๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ป to be exact.
All this time I've hidden
These dark secrets of the past.

Not even realizing
It was fear
Holding me back.
Not even realizing
That this ****
Fed how I act.

๐—œ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ ๐Ÿฎ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—น ๐—œ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ "๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ" ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

How brain washed is ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต?

Ever since I dug your
Claws out of my belly,
My wounds began to heal
And i started to see fully,
This relationship with you -
You were nothing but a bully.
๐—” ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฒ.

I've liberated myself from you.
And all the guilt and shame.
Understanding now,
Why so long I played your game.
I've taken back my power, and
I've taken back my name.
I'm not a victim of abuse.
I'm a raging, healing flame.
Burning down what you became.

Ashes are easy to blow away.
I rid of you and I'm on my way.
No longer afraid,
Of the monsters in the night.
Because, guess what?

I know what a '๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜€' feels like.

Mica Light
Apr 2022 · 163
Elements Of My Life
When I am ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ต,
I am grounded,
I am safe.
But like rock,
I can be cracked, or
Crumbled.
Struggling,ย ย 
Trying,
To collect my self back up.

But when I am ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ,
I cannot break -
I can only be felt.
My state,
Doesn't relate,
To the futile,
Attempts,
To hurt me.
But it can get tiring,
Without being able,
To land.

And sometimes,
I'm like ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ.
A flame,
Of passion,
Can burst,
Into a Raging blaze,
Of love,
Or hate,
Or somewhere,
In between.

And other times,
I am like ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ.
I am lifted.
I float atop.
I am given a break,
Or,
I am given a lesson.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ,
The waves...
Can turn into a monsoon, and

๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ,
The fire...
Could completely engulf me, and

๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ,
The winds..
May blow a bit too fierce, and
ย ย 
๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ,
The earth...
Can sometimes shatter beneath me,

๐—œ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ.

For if I am to live this life,
There is nothing more,
And nothing less,
I could do.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
To live is the only way to know -
Through fate, chance or choice,
This is how we grow.
Apr 2022 · 178
Sensuous
Little drips of honey,
Trickle down your kiss.
Fingertips like
Water wells
That know my
Every wish.

Liquid lovely spilling,
Messing up my bed.
Whispering
Like fire burns
On every
Word that's said.

Tattered trails tasted,
You know my every turn.
Tracing lines
Like pathways
That you never
Had to learn.

Flowing, we are floating,
Suspended in the air.
Lifted up
Like stardust
Bodies weightless,
Minds aware.

Move me through the night,
Take me all the way.
Touching me
Like morning glory
Opens up
The day.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Apr 2022 · 177
Bones
I know you're there.
Deep in my bones,
I can feel you.

You're a written scripture,
On the ancient DNA,
Of my body of flesh, bones,
And impermanence.
It permeates,
Into any existence,
Where you and I,
Have hearts,
That beat.

I see now,
That I had to have it all,
Taken away.
Peeled back.
Removed.
So that all that was left,
Was me.

I never needed you.

You have an outdated version
Of me in your head.
And that's fine.
But I can't lie,
I'm pretty heartbroken,
That you'd leave me behind,
This time.

I thought you understood.
I guess...
I thought I knew you better.

I don't want to keep you.
I don't have a reason to.
Time and time again,
Your the constant,
That I always knew.
That simple kind of love,
That I never had to try to do.

But my trust in this truth...
This time - I handed you.

Of all the things I've had to let go,
You were the last.
And when you turned your back,
It was clear -
There really isn't,
Anyone,
To trust here.

And I don't mean that,
In some sad, bitter way.
I mean it to say...
I trust no one but me,
And what a beautiful scene.

My crystalline heart is,
No longer in hands that,
Bring me to places,
Too far from myself.

I am the only one that holds me.
This is how I'm meant to be.
More sure than I've ever been.
I've never felt more free.

But it's a funny thing,
That even though,
you can't be seen...

I can still feel you.

Deep in my bones.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
You're still a pretty thing to think about.
Mar 2022 · 175
From an Angel
You talk like being in love controls you.

Love is not meant to control you.

Love is here,
To show us radical acceptance.
To be trusted to be free, and
To have the freedom to trust.

Love shouldn't pull you away from yourself.

Love should bring you closer to you.

Are you afraid when you talk to them?
Or do you feel calm,
Well articulated,
At ease, with them?

Or do you feel anxious?

Do you feel like everything you say,
No matter what about,
Is always misunderstood?

Do you get embarrassed?
Frustrated?
Do you feel unseen?

This is because,
You are residing,
In a place
That is much too far
From you.

Sometimes, we have to walk away
From the things we love most, because...
By staying,
We are not listening to ourselves.
By staying,
We are not honouring ourselves.
By staying, we are saying:

"๐˜'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ."

...

All I ask is that this time,
You choose yourself.

So that the love that is meant for you,
Can find you.

โ–ช๏ธŽ micalight โ–ช๏ธŽ
Feb 2022 · 693
Bad Bliss
Fire burning red hot.
Who will be the next to burn?
Ignite a soul and light the way.
Okay.ย ย ย ย Now it's your turn.

In my mind like spring time.
Dew drops steam off the soft
Flowers they became upon.
I evaporate to high skies from
The ground I'm standing on.

Something of a bad bliss.
I stumble into your forbidden kiss.
And I feel like myself again.

For I am no Saint.
These words may be faint.
But to you, I'd lend my hand again.
It's you who I will lay again,
In the dangerous alley ways
Of my hidden places.

And when you come looking,
Just search in the shadows.

This is where I'll meet you.
Feb 2022 · 718
Palace
Crystalline Palace,
Wave to the other side.
Touch my mountain, high peak.
๐˜ˆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ?
Hold your breath, cause
It's hard for us to know.
Though inside, it does reside.
We push through the unknown.
Awaiting your arrival,
My soul begins to float
In the glimmer of the moon.

My Angels Say You'll Be Here Soon.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Meet me in the moonbeams.
Jan 2022 · 645
Timeless
The waves tickle the shore,
Kissing the earth, reminding her
That she is loved.

The sand lives between
The rocks, gently holding and
Keeping them safe.

The trees whisper
Sweet nothings, that ring the
Chimes in my old soul.

And the mountains hug what I cannot.

The sun brings life to the day, and
Comfort in the dusk...
When it melts into oranges, pinks & golds.

Beams of safety coat the ocean.
Golden light washes over me, and
Penetrates my body.

That is when I see you there,
Letting the light lift you;
Dissipate you.

Right now, we are ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† energy.

We are timeless in our golden hour.

I never want to leave this daze.
Let's stay in this golden way.

'Cause it's pretty cool,
That we can stop time,
๐˜๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต?

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
โ™ก
Jan 2022 · 811
Saudade
She calls and cries,
But there are only echoes
Bouncing on the walls
Of my empty chest.

She is forgotten.
She gets pushed aside.

๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ?

.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Saudade, (n.): the longing to be near someone or some thing that is distant.
Jan 2022 · 550
SIDEREAL
Two stars collide.
They're beautiful -
Moving in,
Towards eachother.

You'd think it'd be a beautiful sight.
But when they touch a spark ignites, and
Up in flames goes everything we know.

๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ...

My edges are crooked.
My corners are sharp.
My skin can be rough.
My heart can be dark.
For I am a mourner,
Of all of my lives.
Of all of the pain
That this heart has gained.

๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ...

I do miss you, and I hope
That you can see,
Behind all the trauma...
There is love. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ.

โ–ช๏ธŽmica lightโ–ช๏ธŽ
Choose company who can hold space for your demons, and you theirs, while you banish them together in solidarity. Know your tribe.

Sidereal, (adj.): determined by or from the stars.
Jan 2022 · 329
Mental Monsters
A riveting fracture
Of my current existence.
Clenching my throat,
Trying to squeeze out the dread;
The panic.

I've lost myself -
I don't know where I am, or
Where my body is.

Tense. Because
I'm trying so hard
Not to let go of myself,
Again.

"Keep straight.
Keep focused.
No.
Not like that.
Don't think ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜
About ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต.
Don't be that way
About ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ.

It's okay.
Try to breathe.

You have control
Over your mind.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—น
Over your mind.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—น
๐—ข๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ."

And it's okay
For a moment,
But the busy hands
Don't shield the silence
For long.

And through that
It comes spinning,
Entwining amongst
My conscious hardwiring.

"You are not welcome!
I don't want to believe it."

But I've been deeply imprinted
To believe
These emotional rules
Are bound to me.

So, often I break;
I give in.

The sheer loneliness
Of the thought
Consumes me.

I wait in the rain,
For when the storm dissipates,

๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ.

โ–ช๏ธŽmica lightโ–ช๏ธŽ
Jan 2022 · 742
The Bullet
Tell me,
How do you walk
With all of that pain?

You move on this earth
Steady, going
For so long now
That you believe
This is
A part of you.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.

It sits, quietly
Draining your will,
Your connection.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.

It sits, numbing
Out feelings,
Causing friction.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.

It sits, waiting
For your eviction.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.

So locate it, banish it.
I promise you, I swear
Oh, precious one,

You'll find that ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช'๐™ง๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
Your trauma is not you, but in your mind.
So work that **** and love what's left behind.
Jan 2022 · 540
A Story Well Told
I open the book.
The first word reads,
"Destined."

Afraid,
I turn the page,
And I rest into restless text.

Lines and curves
Come together
Making the letters
That make the words
That make you, and
I start to fall in love with your adjectives.

As the story writes,
This astonishment I have of you
Was inevitable.

"๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ." ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง.

As I read on,
Collected shapes
Come together
Forming the symbols
That create the words
That tell the story
Of what it's like for us to touch.

Seamless sentences
Flow through the pages
Floating our love
Down the river that is
This book.

This story is not for the faint of heart.
For there are rapids,
Rocks,
And falls
Along the way.

There are even times
When we both tried
To write ourselves
Right off the page.

But every time,
The pen just comes around to the other side of the paper.

"๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด. ๐˜'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ." ๐˜ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ.

Our love,
It separates and
Circulates before it
Gravitates us
Back together again.
And again.

Realizing now that this book is a constant.
That we've been written into the same story.
That we float down the same river.

And even when it
Splits in two
And I can't see you
I don't worry,
Because I know you're just
Some pages over,
Writing a part
Of your story.

"๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ." ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ...

They talk about the times
When I couldn't find you
In the same chapter.

Periods when your name
Had not been seen next to mine
For so long,
I thought maybe
You found a way
To get the pen
Off the page.

Then just as I would
Conquer my rapids
And approach a place of calm,
Out of no where
You would float along.
And just like that
It felt like
You were never even gone.

United we float,
Our names in tow
Each with a pen
On the page
And a row
In the boat.
Writing the story that writes us.

"Where does this river go?"
You ask. And suddenly,
I know.

"This is where we have been headed along."

We silently drift to the end.
But the water does not fall,
Instead,
The river runs into a rising sky.
Flowing ribbons of crystal lace.
This is our meeting place.
We have been here once before.

Have we been enough?

Two souls,
With a thousand stories
Lived and told.

A thousand timeless masterpieces.

"๐˜ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ." ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ,
"๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ."
And that is when her heart began to swell.

Ancient stories locked
In our DNA, released
Into the universal sea.
And finally,
She could see
All the lessons
That she needs
To at last
Complete
Her healing.

๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป.

And so it seems,
Our fountains are filled
With masterpieces
Lived and killed.
We will move into eternity.
This I know certainly.

๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™.

โ–ช๏ธŽ mica light โ–ช๏ธŽ
An Ode To An Ancient Love Story.
Dec 2021 · 476
Mรกgoa
On this day
That you left
I find myself here,
Feeling like
I'm not enough human
To fill this space.

Today marks a day
That we both let go
Of the parts of eachother
We knew we couldn't hold.

How I miss your soul.

And the comfort of the chaos,
In our eternal push and pull.

Today marks a day that
I chose right by myself.
It was the hardest thing to do,
Because it means I'm losing you.

But...

You forgot your shoes.

You know -
My favourite ones.
I wear outside when
I smoke in them.

โ–ช๏ธŽ micalight โ–ช๏ธŽ
To goodbyes.
To healthy endings.
To learning lessons.
Dec 2021 · 1.6k
Lascivious
S e x u a lย ย energy, invade me.
Permeate through my skin.
Sipping on sin
And tasting all the places
We've been.

S e x u a lย  energy, encase me.
Cover me in tongue.
Lust filled lungs
Breathe heavy til I come
Undone.

S e x u a lย  energy, envelope me.
Consume me in your grip.
Sip on my lips
And seal me with your
fingertips.

S e x u a lย  energy, enter me.
Arrive inside of me to find
My melting mind
Cascading into rivers,
At the bed side.
Nov 2021 · 1.4k
Tame
Hiding. She's
Trying. I keep her
Confined.

Sleeping. She's
Weeping. She screams out her
Cries.

Falling. She's
Calling. There's pain in her
Eyes.

Dormant. She's
Latent. She feels
Paralyzed.

Shifting. She's
Drifting. But I keep her
Inside.

Uneasy. She's
Queasy. Yet I
Minimize.

Refracted. She's
Lasted. She cant be
Denied.

Bleeding. She's
Seeking. To be
Recognized.

Unwitting. I'm
Splitting. I say my
Goodbyes.

Heating. It's
Fleeting. My old peace of
Mind.

Conquered. I'm
Anchored. I'm treading
Neck-high.

Drowning. Heart
Pounding. My sight going
Blind.

Vehement. Not
Present. I am losing my
Pride.

Engaging. I'm
Raging. She's loud from
Inside.

Neurotic. I'm
seasick. From pain left
Behind.

Messy. We're
Heavy. There's blood on our
Lies.

Damage. I
Manage. This fall from up
High.

Numbness. Crave
Oneness. This banal state,
Mine.

Transgressing. Keep
shedding. And I'll find her
Smile.

Uplifting. Deep
Thinking. I tame what is
Wild.

ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Releasing and healing
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ย ย My own inner-child.

ย ย ย ย ย ย 
โ˜ผ Mica Light
Sometimes she comes gently. Sometimes she comes with force.

Vehement: marked by extreme intensity of emotions or convictions; inclined to react violently; fervid
Banal: obvious and dull; repeated too often; overfamiliar through overuse
Splitting: a commonly used defense mechanism for people with BPD that is done subconsciously in an attempt to protect against intense negative feelings such as loneliness, abandonment and isolation; sees in 'black and white'; no 'grey area'
Oct 2021 · 603
Ill at Ease
The ground is always trembling.
Bound to break beneath me.

A constant storm is brewing.
Don't know when it could release.

My body seeking safety.
There is no where to go.

The energy within me
is shaking, screaming "no".

Pressure from the inside out.
Skin bursting at the seams.

No wonder I am overwhelmed,
If this is how it's always been.

Mica Light
When there's nothing to do, no where to be, nothing I truly need... Why is that such a hard state for me to be?
Oct 2021 · 924
Borderline
In the morning
The sky
Is so beautiful.
The wind
sways the trees
And urges me
to dance.
The sun's rays
Shine with clarity
And the birds' songs
Invite the light.

I am at peace.

So.. I can be.

But,

Sometimes...

Swiftly...

Do you hear it?
There's a whispering...
Don't listen.
It's a trap.
There's no way.
There's no chance.

There it is again,
That fear.
The storm -
Here it comes.
Buckle down.
Id better hide.
Quick, try.
Before it sweeps
Me up too high...

But it's got my mind.
It's here.
Strong and loud,
This time.
And not slowly, but
Instantly, It
Sweeps,
Me,
Up.

I am thrown in.
I am lost within
A black space
With no boundary.
I can't find the edge.
And I've forgotten,
How,
To function.

I scream.
I collapse.
I cry.
I destroy.
I despise
Every bit
of myself.
And, still
I can't find
The way out of here.

The storm -
It thrusts
And sways.
Unsettles
And circulates.
Until it
Can no longer
Keep up
With demands.

The perpetual motion
Slows down,
And the winds
Begin to calm.
But the black
Smokey fog
Doesn't leave...

The dust
begins to settle
On top packages
Of self doubt,
Shame,
Guilt,
And worthlessness.

Then without warning
Gravity pulls me
Back
Into my body.
And in silence,
I am left,
Sifting through
What remains of me...
Shattered sorrow
Tired eyes, and
No light that I can see.

...

I am so angry
Because
The sky
Was so beautiful today.
And so was I.
But I wasn't bigger
Than the storm.

Not this time.

โ€ข Mica Light โ€ข
This poem reflects how my morning can go into a complete hell so quickly, I dont know how I even got there.
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