At a glance, not oneself was visible,
unaware of branches' stretch
but a hint, a shadow: moving foliages
,and leaves of september.
Till the chasm fronting it, submit
itself to summer rain and midnight cry.

At a glance, not oneself was visible:
Only a fissure beneath the cumulonimbus
covering it with lapiz tears, three meters
deep, and not oneself invisible.

To I am who is weak
The empty one. Hollow yet still harboring life within. I'm holding on to that contradiction. I've shown love never have I seen it's reflection. Something so easy for me has never been an issue, because
I am love. Every ounce of my being is love. Pain changes all whether for better or for worse. Strike,strike and continuously be striked. Is the pattern of the one who loved.

The voice of my soul is on the verge of being burned away, repeating "help!". My soul waits in limbo, In a world beyond the distorted end. Longing to be reunited.
Anticipations are nearing fulfillment, and my hand is on my heart to stop it from crying. My heart trembles at the sadness that will
come. Countless times I've suffered this deep sorrow.
I know all too well what is up ahead. what lies in wait is silent darkness.
This immature heart, it remains forever unchanging and pure. Waiting to be reunited. The time I wait for something that time is no factor should be short. With every passing moment, feels like an eternity. Hope entices me, while faliure greets me.
Unconvinced of truth, I want to
change reality because truth is too cruel. I'm ready to be hurt. Numb to the pain yet still afraid. layers of invisible scars become Unfamiliar memories, bitter memories, shameful memories. Im
Closing my past away from view
In order to keep my heartbeat from stopping. I will continue to keep and hide these sins that remains forever. Why do I want to forget something that which is valuable and important to me? choice seems to be a trap, My soul cries out Repeating “It hurts!” My soul aches as well as my heart. The path I now walk is to search for real hope.
I've come here, and the greatest weapon I have is kindness. If they are separated, I’ll bring them together here with kindness. I'll let that kindness melt my frozen tears.  

To I who is weak no more.
I am love.
Every ounce of my being, is love. Pain changes all whether for better or for worse. Heal,heal and continuously be healed, Is the pattern of the one who loves.

CIVILIZATION

To grow
as a
person it's
important
to make
time for
oneself.
Self growth
is
significant
to
environmental development. Much more to
life than
ignorance.
Education best legacy.

#c9_fm

Appreciation

Surrounded in silence

Earth’s luxuries

Knowing that everything was created
to show
us

The signs of becoming

when prism lights run the deepest


Sitting with the pit of a fruit in my stomach

Looking to the space between

Someday I will find my person under the same sky
resplendence

To imagine the day when a soul finds itself  
In another
Faith

Merging into the embrace of Silk Silhouettes

Hands held tightly around their bodies

We just know.

Nothing ever comes to us without accepting the space exactly as it is

Loving it and all the beauty it allows

For Eternity is an everything

Grateful for the moments

Infinite patience

Is knowing a higher Power
And believing it has you

“yes...
feed me more
and soon I’ll show you
what you’re truly made of.
a mere lonely child,
misunderstood,
damaged,
a sad product
of failed dreams,
an experiment gone wrong,
too perfect to love,
an enraged beast,

unhinge me
and let me takeover
I’ll make sure
to get it right for you”



...okay.


- a.r.Camm

They don't need the latest technologies or toys

They need their parents' undivided attention
They need moments of uncontrollable laughter over something silly
They need to feel safe despite the chaos happening outside

They need beautiful memories with their family not with their devices