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Pepper Dove Nov 2017
I have lost myself. At some point I’ve forgotten who I was becoming, letting my Self slip through my finger tips where my essence once did reside. My childlike curiosity seems to have faded away with the castle-like clouds… it has changed its shape, again and again. Morphing from one creature to another, unconsciously, without my permission. This has been me for some time - a chameleon; changing with the backdrops strolling across this stage we call life. Folding my slices of thoughts into clichés of paper mache … fly away little crane, fly away… I have been the bystander of myself. All along, standing beside my Self. I am there though, just blind.. maybe even deaf and mute sometimes, but I am there.. I am here.. I simply just am. Though, as complex as I may make it, it is simple: to just be. This is what I have forgotten. This is what most of us have forgotten. I am realizing this more, as more Suns rise and more Moons fall, that nothing else really matters. These shadows casted upon us all, they do not exist. They cannot exist. Dark cannot exist when there is light.. and light is what we are. Unless there is a brick wall blocking our light, forcing its shadowing umbrella onto our hopes and dreams. But light is what I am, and dim I will no longer be. So today I start by opening a window for my shine, so tomorrow I can open the door, letting more of my light to leak. So soon I can walk through that doorway, one step at a time, further and further away from this dark shadowy wall until it disappears behind the horizon forever. Until finally, I am my true Self shinning vibrantly as the Sun does, becoming who we’re all meant to be - found and free.
A little journaling from my innards haha.. really just writing honestly and vulnerably without looking back.
Pepper Dove Oct 2017
Your eyes
are the tide
pulling me in

to an ocean
of emotions
got me sinkin'

deep into
the grooves
sand's loose
no room
to breathe

my lungs filled
with brine,
crystalized

No time
to change minds
my body's heavy

even if I tried
I'd explode
like confetti

nerves all shot
to hell
I stood
and fell

into the realm of
enchanted isolation

Tell me how you'd feel
If I'm gone,
gone again

'cause this is how
I feel
when your gone,
I'm gone again
Pepper Dove Sep 2017
I followed in a dream
one day,
a melancholy sound
Beating the drums
in my ears
as my heart
pounds,
With every uncertain step
I took
the sound began to fade,
reaching an empty
candled lit room
with a child,
wiping tears from her face,
I asked
what were those
haunting sounds
I had heard?
She opened her mouth
with a bit of a smirk
"It's a sad machine,
I play...
I found it in a dream...
when I followed
you,
one day."
Pepper Dove Jul 2017
is what
I do
all too
often
it engulfs me
smothering
me to
realization
that all
I have to
do
to breath
is

just
SCREEEEEEEEEEEAAMMMM!
Pepper Dove Jul 2017
Bright lights may blind me
but it isn’t the light I see
slipped back into time,
you see
it wasn’t the right time for me
Daily pains become mundane
it's the insane reframed
within this window pane
shattered glass that
once reflected my inner mass
scattered on the floor
swept into the past
A different point of view
than you, it isn’t new
it's just a clue to how
the tables turn like pages
even though they’re burnned
like sage is
Just a little freestyle, letting the words flow without over thinking it
Pepper Dove Jul 2017
I arrived
and just in time too
for you
to show your face
oh that face
you make
when I enter the room
I can feel your eyes
like lasers
scanning my body
when I’m turned away
I know
that when I glance
in your direction
those piercing blues
will meet mine
for they were already there
just as I had hoped
so I could steal a smile
blushing red
quickly turning away
mouthing the words
I love you
in silence
to yourself
Pepper Dove Jul 2017
It was one of those
gentle
rainy days
with rain clouds
so thin,
revealing
baby blue
hiding behind.
The roads became
mirrors
for the streetlights
peering down,
smiling bright
at the young girl
seated on the curb
below;

solemn
and
alone.
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