sometimes the noise gets too loud &
the weight becomes a burden to bear;
your wings get tangled
& tired,
your feelings are worn-out
& you're close to the edge...
-
you can save yourself.
stop still in your track,
look around & you'll find
a sense of being evanescent,
so mysteriously divine.
you'll see that weight isn't a burden,
its a kind of
mass energy urging to escape
in form of creativity,
with the need to re-create
& innovate.  
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become distant in face of any worry or fear,
stay present,
you're here.

it’s cold here..
the place where grudges held are like jewels in a crown,
we wear them.
loss & lonely visits
& never checks out.
anxiety always comes in strong like waves
trying to wash away any possibility of new destiny.
-
it is too dangerous to stay here
yet i can’t just get up and go...
i know of nowhere else,
i am too familiar to this place of nothingness and sorrow;
this place has kept me warm
& this place has kept me sheltered.
-
this place...
it’s dark;
dark like the corners of my heart
where love hides,
fetal position.
-
dark like the pupils of my peers,
in pairs
they appear misguided.
why am i here?
-
the things you hold onto are the things that hold onto you;
your resentment resides
& it situates itself in the deepest parts of you.
it takes full control while you watch yourself become homeless in your own home...
stranger.

why do you try so hard to alter what i see?
you tirelessly point out every insecurity.
when i start to feel beautiful
you make me see all flaws.
when i start to feel magical,
you question who you are
& why you're here..
-
i get faded hoping that you will fade away
but you never do,
you just get in the way.
"fix this."
- perfect body
- perfect person
not even half of your wish-list.
"fix that!"
"your eyes are too slanted, your nose is too flat."
i spend hours in the mirror, analyzing myself.
wishing i could look like
* someone else *.

your 16 year old pain is temporary.
the things you stress over at 16 are not worth a single tear
or cut at the wrist.
-
  the world as you know it will only reveal itself to be more ghastly than you think,
but your world doesn't have to be a reflection of the world you live in.
-
    some people go through things because they know no better
& just because you witness pain doesn't mean you have to resonate with it.
-
sympathize with the things you see people go through,
be of help if that is something you can do.
    do not destroy yourself trying to be everything for everyone.
follow your dreams,
be the best you can be,
& be the change in the world that you want to see.

i am from earth.
the planet with heart,
that fell out of touch with love
& is falling apart.

double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.

heart torn between two lovers that temperate each other;
but were both distant
& caught in the fury of me.
-
both temporary lovers, who soon discovered that
only what’s meant will be!
one, open & honest
& the other?
was too far to tell,
who seemed distant and immortal until..
-
double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.