01:52 am
have you ever asked yourself like why you so lonely?*

01:53 am
or empty?

that maybe you give too much of your essence to people and never leave any of you for yourself

01:55 am
i know i do

02:05 am
and like that's maybe why i get so attached to humans

because in them,
i find myself

02:07 am
i need to change, because things shouldn't be this way

02:10 am
but it's hard sometimes you know, when most days you don't leave the house because you feel unworthy of the space you take up

02:16 am
so you'd much rather disintegrate into soil because you've become all too familiar with people stepping over you and admiring the outcome of your beauty but never the roots of your pain

02:19 am
i spend so much effort watering people in order for them to grow and hardly get enough sun shine to feed my own soul

02:25 am*
because i don't know how to do anything else but care for everyone but myself

is one where
the bond you hold with them is so strong,
the connection between you two is so great,
that the words "I love you"
never have to be ushered;
their evident
in every interacting
moment,
even the silence.

But when conveyed directly,
heaven sings
for it is a treat beyond
any earthly
delight.

Your souls
resonate, always gravitate
towards each other.
Even after rebirth
you always come back together.

Never lost, always found
in each others presence.

Supreme oneness.  

Even when apart great distance
there is no separation
in space,
or being.

Words repressed.
Thoughts somewhat cause
unwanted distress;
puts you right on the edge of
ok and depressed.
Chill presence, words of comfort from the rest
try, but do little to restore you to your best.
It's a mess.
Really gotta get rid of some of this stress.
Continuing on, hoping to pass always late test
of things that honestly hold little to no interest.

Sigh.

Poems attest
to thoughts repressed
of words that can't always be
expressed,
that linger
*unspoken.

A flower
blooms
only after experiencing
all nature has to offer.

the sun, the rain.
the love, the pain.

Through sorrow and despair
our stems must stay deeply rooted
in love, faith, and hope.

Storms will come and go.
Hardships
will push you
to think and grow.

Even though
petals fall
the flexible stem still stands
through the unknowing winds of change.

The soul
finds itself
in the passing moments
of life.

Resonance rekindles
the crippled wings
of spirit.

The remembrance
of true essence
jolts us back
into being.

let's disappear for a while,
let go of everything we know and have.
let's be
carefree
in the oneness of the universe
letting go of fear
holding on to love
each other
and peace.

Craving the flower hippy days
where everyone was chill and lay,
soaking up the sun rays.

REALIZATION
real lie nation.
let truth be the goal and destination
of heart, soul
craving information
to create an elevation
in mind.

Silence =
the sequel
to life.

Peace.