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Rachel Duggan Oct 2016
I have reached a destination I had never been before
A breathing sensation of energy and creation
It floods my veins
And fills the void
To be enlightened by one’s own mind
So fragile and precise
Letting go of what has been understood
By letting in the uncertainty of the unknown
Spinning vibrations of colors and sounds
I think I’m breathing,
I think I’m finally alive again
Living In the realest realm of conscious truth
The true reality is frightening when one realizes
How much time has really been wasted
The ego stays beside me
Tugging my sleeves begging me to stay
But I must let go to protect my sanity
Between the complexity and oddness
To grasp the significance within the insignificant
Inheriting the flesh as a temple
To breathe the truth
And cease the uneasy
To let go to my greatest ability
Rachel Duggan Oct 2016
sit back and let love dance beneath the skin

engulf sensations of pure euphoria and ecstasy

the mind stops and enters a familiar realm of trance and silence

an abstraction of reality preoccupied
only by pure bliss and the acceptance of being

it's the vibration of sound and the ******* color of the sky

flowing throughout the veins coated with transience
mindfully directed towards inner awareness while
ascending to a higher state

going beyond the laws of time and space
forgetting all pseudo worries that are far away and make believe

dance on the moon and in your brain
you are the true god that fills these spaces
Rachel Duggan Aug 2016
You’ll cry like your mother
And scold like your father
Death seems not a sorrow thing
Painted with the deepest grief
Hollow packed inside your bones
for the dead is not living and the fear is unknown
Scabbed and scarred
Stuck beneath the teeth
It sneaks into your midnight's dream

A nightmare
Rachel Duggan Apr 2015
it was like entering a realm of unfamiliarity
the walls covered in confusion
with objects like islands
each furniture standing totally separate from one another
i look up and there they are
the strangers with the faces
saying those things with certain tones
the comfort in normality
dissappared as i stood up from my held breath
being pushed to the side
a heavy force from my left shoved my stance
i sit heavy unspoken still
quiet and confused as to  who i am
where i am
dream like with my actions
dream like with my speech
standing still inside my head
as it

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