the magical experience
otherworldly encounter
a deep dream weaved;
a secret pathway taken.

To awaken fifty eight-
years later; the shroud
falling from my eyes.

The portal opened and
I travelled through it-
coming out here,
just the other side.

the Ant has its place
along with the Spider

a Bee is understood
to be on its journey

a sister lost to man
man who misunderstands

a spiritual awakening
the female;  Queen

a conduit for love
force for goodness

a child at play
a time for Butterflies

There’s still places, I’d like to see,
People I’d still really like to
be,

A hundredth chance; in theory,
I really love
humanity,

But there’s a voice, in my head,
And it says everyone wants you
dead,

It doesn’t matter, where you have
been,
Nobody gets to go home
again,

So what’s the point, no one will
tell,
They’d rather see you live in
hell

no words.

I have no words

though I suppose by saying I don't I do.

No clever alliteration. No poetic narrative.

Just hollowness

and a heavy head

And a want to cry, but the tears wont come.

Noah Kahan is right.

I filled the hole in my head

Forgot how to cry

but the pain still exists

and nothing is different

i thought if i reached the end, everything would be better

but its all the same.

I asked her out on a date,
Never thought I would get any hate,
Turned around to look at the clock,
Never expected I would get blocked.