Let me just remind myself:
There's love forever
on the center shelf.
No trust wh'soever
with no one else.
Just the Sun
and myself.

I feel too much
and I take the hit.
In my wicked place --
I always get bit.
Not from any face.
Nor cast by no smiles.
It's all in the time line.
The levels of your dials.

But let me step back and remind myself.

I care too much
and link right in.
I know I am just
hooked on skin.
So cut the lust
and tame the fire.
Pass the hour
with me, I'm tired.

Let me just remind my self,
of all the love
on my center shelf.

'Cause **** i feel
like I'm running out.
Action surrounds me
like its all about:

**"how much else can i get
and still have you?"

When she visits me,
All crystal rivers meet.
Meet me in my shining dream.
Pulsing an underlying tone,
That moves me beyond all anchors.
Simple like my love stone.
How sweet to be alone,
With you.
How sweet these sunny daze,
Are true.

<3

" My mind is like a twine that I can't unwind. Knots and a kink forming the thoughts that I think. Please tell me ma'am, how do you do the do that no one ever knew? How do you comprehend how to fix a bend that you've tried so hard to mend? "*

( KL )

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" Simplify the fine mind, for the eyes to find what your most certain time of bliss and highs will hide inside.  You're the dream kind. BE kind. BE simple. BE honest. The light is well upon us. " <3

( MM )

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥?

"Bury me,
in your protection."
𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥,
"Keep me
and my heart collected."
𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥,
"I will
embrace your affection,
𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐,
feel safe
wrapped in this connection."

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐...

𝗚𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

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

𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥,
to believe
that it was 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺,
I believed
that it was 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

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 𝘺𝘰𝘶,
or this 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 on my 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.

So, when you asked me...
"𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?"

𝗜 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.

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 𝘮𝘺 body, 𝘮𝘺 kiss,
and 𝘮𝘺 tongue.

My 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻 and my 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
to you I'd serve.

All I can do is
𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙗.

𝘐𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵...

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.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐...

𝗟𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 I know is true.

When you asked for me,
I gave you 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 than you could 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘸.

And I wanted you to swallow it, 𝙩𝙤𝙤.

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 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 this...

Slowly losing you. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴...
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 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 if 𝗜
can 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝...

And thats when I lost me.
𝙄 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙬.

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

In madness and lament,
I'm fully consumed.
My 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 meets the 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵,
and I act like a 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹.

𝘈𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨,
looking right 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵.

𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯.

On this trail I'm left lost in...
When you leave - it turns to 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀.

...

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 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥
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 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦...
Of a song, 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 and 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱.

So this, I return.
For my heart, I must choose:
to 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁 or to 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻,
or to let myself  𝗯 𝗹 𝗼 𝗼 𝗺 .

     𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴,
     𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.

So, I've sealed this in 𝘄𝗮𝘅,
    
     and sent it
𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸  
     to   the   𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻  .


▪︎ mica light ▪︎

Fire burning red hot.
Who will be the next to burn?
Ignite a soul and light the way.
Okay.    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.

Ocean tides bring breeze in to air.
The life of us is always fair.
Air pacing all around us, for us.
Inhale nature at its finest.
That's the purpose.
So live it.

Don't question why once more.
Swim your way to the shore.
Rest your head for it is sore.
And lay it on the earth -
This is your re-birth.

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.

▪︎ mica light ▪︎

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.

• Mica Light •

I love you and all of your broken hearts.
I love all your post-apocalyptic thoughts.
I love every cigarette **** in your ashtray,
that stands for every self-reflecting moment you've had.
I adore the scattered truth of your bedroom.
And I love that your emotions haunt you so elegantly.
Break the thinking that imperfect is a thing.
And exit this dream.
**You were born to breathe in every bit of this chaos.

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

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.

Your eyes drip hot wax
on the bare of my back.
I 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮 at the 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯,
𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲.
  
I dont make a sound
as it cools down.
Your 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦 fastened 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲.

You flash me your teeth -
I forget how to breathe.
And I 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦, I can't 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂.
    
So I fill up the room
with the scent of my mood.
Can't 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘺 you get 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩
𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗼𝗼.
    
Your tongue licks your lips.
Hungry, I am your fix.
Well 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 in your 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥
𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀.

You follow my gridlines,
I etch you in fineline.
𝘌𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥, we've 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥
𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘀.
  
Your skin sends out shivers
to make my hips quiver.
They're 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 and 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲.

I keep it discrete
as you watch me low key,
til 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 on the
𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗿.


▪︎ mica light ▪︎

I don't know what I've been thinking.

Not sure why I've been acting
Like I don't exist.
I have missed
Every bit
Of my waking soul.
And yet,
I've put myself to bed
For too many nights too long.

When did I stop loving myself?
I can't remember how or when or why
Or if i tried
not to let this part of me die.
It could be all the times
I couldn't get the tears to dry.

All I know,
is I apologize.

Because it used to be real.
I want to get back to how I used to feel.

And honestly I have known all along.

cause i can't tell.

your tongue said it once,

now i'm lost in a spell.

it's a switch flipped .

a dazy trip.

falling through the fingers

of your last hard grip -

*contemplating the compliment that comes with you.

When I am 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵,
I am grounded,
I am safe.
But like rock,
I can be cracked, or
Crumbled.
Struggling,  
Trying,
To collect my self back up.

But when I am 𝗮𝗶𝗿,
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 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲.
A flame,
Of passion,
Can burst,
Into a Raging blaze,
Of love,
Or hate,
Or somewhere,
In between.

And other times,
I am like 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿.
I am lifted.
I float atop.
I am given a break,
Or,
I am given a lesson.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩,
The waves...
Can turn into a monsoon, and

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩,
The fire...
Could completely engulf me, and

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩,
The winds..
May blow a bit too fierce, and
  
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩,
The earth...
Can sometimes shatter beneath me,

𝗜 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿.

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

▪︎ mica light ▪︎

𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝘀
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴
𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘵.

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲,
𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗮𝘁
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵
𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵.

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲,
𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗵𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗺.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥
𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦,
𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴.

𝗜 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗯𝗲𝘆𝘀.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤,
𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴
𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀
𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲
𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱,
𝗜 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦
𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

𝗜 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘄𝗵𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁
𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗶𝗻.
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵
𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝗜 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗰𝘁𝘀.
𝗜 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧
𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨.

Your lips
Are bliss
Upon which
I land so
Gracefully
With every kiss. <3

As the moon loves the stars, and
as the sun loves the sky, and
as the shorelines love the ocean,
I Love You.

Freedom isn't all flowers
And it isn't day dreams for hours
It isn't always your favourite taste
Redemption isn't always the case

In fact, freedom likes to give us choices
It's the reason we can use our voices
Try on words of all kinds
Thoughts on repeat change our minds

Freedom has a lesson to teach
That we all will learn eventually
A wretched vice of love internally
Permitting our suffering certainly

Freedom isn't all flowers
And it isn't high skies and towers
It's a power of will so specially
Designed for us to guide our destiny

In truth, freedom is like the spirit
Neutral to life but ever coherent
Providing us the great option
Of sleeping, or becoming conscious

Freedom has a message to send:
Forever within you can transcend
Trust the person you are within
For our lives are never stone written.

-miss_mica(<3)

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:

"𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

...

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

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

▪︎ micalight ▪︎

I don't know how
To get her home,
Or if she has one...
Does 𝘴𝘩𝘦 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.

▪︎ mica light ▪︎

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.

...

𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯...

when you asked me
to hand you my soul,

that the depths of its love,
your hands, 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱.

...

▪︎ mica light ▪︎

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,
     𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴...
     that if you go now,
     my heart might stop beating.

▪︎ mica light ▪︎