Oct 2019
The strongholds and fortresses within you
that have for so long, kept you apart from
the healing has been waiting for you,
all along..
--even they have been longing for a love
that was strong enough,
unafraid enough, and fierce enough
to dismantle their intricate, inner workings..
Because, even the fortresses themselves
want to know what it is that real love feels like.
And stubborn and well-fortified, that they are--
eventually even they bow down on one knee,
to the fullness of love's true nature.
And so, that which once did all it could
to keep you away from the very thing
you needed most; once disarmed,
would then become, through your spirit's metabolizing
of it's at one time consolidated fragments,
love's greatest advocate.
I could just smile, and cover you
with smoothe words..
but that would not be love;
just the perpetuation of the same old emptiness--
the one that first did the ****, so many years ago
And it is again, within the dismantling process
that the greatest desire for the ****,
becomes manifest--
and I can either, attempt to completely destroy
your will to live, once the fortress comes down
or bless you with love's tenderness until
you can become completely rebuilt
And you..
Half dismantled, the fortress-- still powerful,
can acquiesce both your heart and spirit
into an indentured servitude;
Hell-bent, on the destruction of all things, life-borne.
Or we can both allow love to help us, each
choose to let go of the evil-impulse,
and allow it's unholy nature
to become absorbed into all things, loving;
into all things, beautiful.
that have for so long, kept you apart from
the healing has been waiting for you,
all along..
--even they have been longing for a love
that was strong enough,
unafraid enough, and fierce enough
to dismantle their intricate, inner workings..
Because, even the fortresses themselves
want to know what it is that real love feels like.
And stubborn and well-fortified, that they are--
eventually even they bow down on one knee,
to the fullness of love's true nature.
And so, that which once did all it could
to keep you away from the very thing
you needed most; once disarmed,
would then become, through your spirit's metabolizing
of it's at one time consolidated fragments,
love's greatest advocate.
I could just smile, and cover you
with smoothe words..
but that would not be love;
just the perpetuation of the same old emptiness--
the one that first did the ****, so many years ago
And it is again, within the dismantling process
that the greatest desire for the ****,
becomes manifest--
and I can either, attempt to completely destroy
your will to live, once the fortress comes down
or bless you with love's tenderness until
you can become completely rebuilt
And you..
Half dismantled, the fortress-- still powerful,
can acquiesce both your heart and spirit
into an indentured servitude;
Hell-bent, on the destruction of all things, life-borne.
Or we can both allow love to help us, each
choose to let go of the evil-impulse,
and allow it's unholy nature
to become absorbed into all things, loving;
into all things, beautiful.
Disarm you with a smile
and cut you like you want me to
cut that little child
inside of me, and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
so old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
my love
I send this smile over to you
https://youtu.be/3oD0B8MqG60
and cut you like you want me to
cut that little child
inside of me, and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
so old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
my love
I send this smile over to you
https://youtu.be/3oD0B8MqG60
