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Some days, love is my friend Easy to slip away and into the Universe’s embrace. “Teach me about myself” I’ll say Cause even though I feel like I understand, It's hard to tap into that natural intelligence, hard to listen to my soul, be still. Got a devil in my ego, Telling me I'm content with submission and stagnation, Whispering louder than my screaming heart, My poor heart, pleading for internal peace, But my ego says, "That’s no good, you're not there yet, you might never be. So, **** it, here's a drink." Forget everything I know about loving myself or giving a **** about anything, Focus on nothing. Fidget, uncomfortable in my skin Shutter out of the Universe's embrace and into scrambled thoughts. I come to, “but I'm awake!" I’ll say, "I know you're there and I won't listen to you, Ego!" Unsteady, don’t know what’s true so I can't listen to anything. My natural intelligence numbed, so what powers my heart is yelling to me, "Listen, listen! Love is your friend Stay still so I can come to you my love, my sweet!" If only I could, Some days I just can’t be still.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
Be still
Some days, love is my friend Easy to slip away and into the Universe’s embrace. “Teach me about myself” I’ll say Cause even though I feel like I understand, It's hard to tap into that natural intelligence, hard to listen to my soul, be still. Got a devil in my ego, Telling me I'm content with submission and stagnation, Whispering louder than my screaming heart, My poor heart, pleading for internal peace, But my ego says, "That’s no good, you're not there yet, you might never be. So, **** it, here's a drink." Forget everything I know about loving myself or giving a **** about anything, Focus on nothing. Fidget, uncomfortable in my skin Shutter out of the Universe's embrace and into scrambled thoughts. I come to, “but I'm awake!" I’ll say, "I know you're there and I won't listen to you, Ego!" Unsteady, don’t know what’s true so I can't listen to anything. My natural intelligence numbed, so what powers my heart is yelling to me, "Listen, listen! Love is your friend Stay still so I can come to you my love, my sweet!" If only I could, Some days I just can’t be still.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
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