I can't erase the place that only my mind knows.
My soul's woes know that they have a place to go.
So my tongue rolls in and out of the doubt placed within my heart.
I speak these things quietly, so that my melody never falls apart.
I am my art.
I admire the smooth beat that sings to me in my sleep;
The dreams that make me weak at the knees.
The power invested in me is sometimes, hard to believe.
It used to be impossible to see my dreams reflected in real life.
Until I realized, I had to say goodbye to the times that I chose to be blind to the light that shined directly in my eyes.
Perhaps that's why so many are blind.
It is not our darkness, but our light that leaves us afraid in the silence of night, time after time.
Maybe we never believed we could be the person we see in the epitome of our dreams.
So let me sing to you this serene theme, until you feel what it means.
If you're anything like me, sometimes you fear yourself.
The power that we hold goes beyond material wealth.
You must listen to your conscience, but first you must cleanse what's inside,
That divine mind.
It will all be fine.
Allow yourself to come alive in these dire times.
It is our time to thrive,
If you would only accept the invite.

- L.G