You are swimming in the void
gasping for air, surrounded by utter darkness.
You stop swimming, and you begin to float.
Waves of hopelessness slowly take you to the shore of your heart;
now you must face your fears
and slay the monsters in your head.
I know you think you can’t do it
but I'm telling you, you can.

Depression is like being at war within yourself:
It is a mental battle, a hard one to fight
but not an impossible one,
for you have been made in the image of God
and with God, the battle is already won.

I know you feel like you’re alone
but God has been here all along
patiently waiting for you to put your trust in Him, and swim out of that black hole.
He alone has the power to help you carry on.
God is your only way out:
He is the light in the darkness;
the life in your bones;
He is the reason you're still alive.
Call on Him now,
and watch how He so carefully and beautifully mends your broken soul
giving meaning to the pain you had to endure.

He saved me,
and He can save you too.

I could be happy,
I could be slow,
I could be weak,
I could be cold.

You could be sad,
You could be quick,
You could be strong,
You could be hot.

Sweet La Rossa;
All I want is you...

I could be closed,
I could be noisy,
I could be me,
I could be better.

You could be open,
You could be quite,
You could be you,
You could be sweet.

Sweet La Rossa;
AlI I want is you...

This song of love, was always meant for you.

This song of love, was always meant for you.

Lately, it has been difficult to share our time together. At times, it even feels as if the universe is holding a grudge against us. Either you are asleep and I am awake, the daytime calls for us to be in a different place, or it is just not that calendar day. Whatever the case may be, the day will come. We will have our solar eclipse, and the World will discover the beauty of our love.

December month so fine
But not everyone has a happy mind
Being together is the key
That’s the way it’s supposed to be
Memories of you and me
Will stay in the heart forever
Don’t be sad
Your angel is with you
Burning forever together
Are our candles.

Shell✨🐚

I plea for my mother’s spirit
to wait for me before the ascension
because I want to know more
beyond her sun, moon and stars;
for her to show me
the other colors
hidden inside her;
shades my crafted words
can only reflect in broken shards.

She draws me a symbol
for a word only
known to her and God,
a word so complex
I can never remember
how to draw it,
never define it fully
and can only stutter-
a seed stuck
in my throat-
whenever I try
to release its
sounds to the world.