I am hard again.
There is concrete and it traps me.
There is a numbness and I can feel it.

I am not well, in dream state;
Unconscious and heavy
With guilt.

I am changing,
    And it is chaos.
I am changing,
     And it is destruction.

I’m soft again.
There is a river and it fills me.
There is feeling again, and how I feel it.

I’m awake and alive,
Full and bursting
With love.

I am changing,
     And it hurts.
I am changing,
     And I love it.

All I want is to grow.
My heart aches for it,
My bones scream.
In the dark silence
That sits inside and listens,
A lilac endlessly grows,
Withers,
Dies.

Its petals float to sea
And carried away by the wind.
They’re brought back to me
In forms of seashells,
Cracked and crooked.
I piece them together like
A riddle on my tongue.
All I want is to create,
And destroy,
And rebuild.

I'm july he's may we met in December ....
what's yours ??

Insecurity.
Hold it until the
Alcohol takes over
And the courage you
Hide from all
Spills out like
Oil from ruptured,
Rusted pipelines.

Insecurity.
I hold it like
A security blanket.
Being high takes
All of my courage
And lulls it to
A whispering halt.
Let go.

Change is a very big part in our life
Actually life it self is a change
Days change
Climates change
Months change
Situations change
And obviously people change
It's easy for us to accept it when it takes place in a positive way
Then why do we struggle to fit ourselves into a negative change
When it's a positive change we are ready to take the credits for it
But when it's the other way so why are we afraid of its repercussions
Why is it hard to accept our faults which brought the change
A caterpillar has to undergo metamorphosis to become a beautiful butterfly but why is it hard to take up the struggle after all you are going to emerge as an epitome of beauty
Even then why does the fear of being crushed in the struggle comes up
Why does the heart pain on thinking about the change
Why does it ache , ache so terribly
Here i am
Going through a change
A terrible change
Will i ever get through this
Will i ever accept it as a part of nature
Will i ever get used to the pain this fear gives
Even if I don't the change does not give a **** about it coz its a not a pigeon to be stopped by the storm its an eagle which flies above it overcoming all the obstacles and proving its cause...
The change might give you loneliness frustration and may make the life darker but there is light in the end of the way
Don't lose hope strong soul
By
A changing soul

A silent yearning,
A splash of soft renegade.
This gold softness
Close again like armor;
My collapse, his surrender.

Please my quiet scream;
I crave your emotion,
My charming melody.

This veil spun by
A knight of reality,
Breaking struggle into riches
Like a heavenly collapse.
An intricate escape from
The waiting womb
Of distortion and melancholy;
Illusion of a metaphorical tomb.

Eternally great is
The mask weaver,
Painting faces open to truth,
Waking new dreamers.
Sing to life these
Revelations while
I drop the veil
And truly perceive.