In the darkest of nights ,
In the prettiest of hells ,
I have nurtured myself,
Then what is it that stops me, now??
To my horrors ,I realise,
Non but myself is the culprit this time!!
What you do when you're trapped
in your own mind ????
and ,
I am actually trapped this time !!
I thought I am strong
Coz I fought the entire world for my beliefs
But what i do ,
If my beliefs start shaking
I've been feeling this earthquake recently,
  So what you do when you feel ,
  this earthquake in you ?
  I've been weighing each pro and con
  But I feel it entraps me evermore ..
  So what to do ??
  Maybe having a new belief system,
  Might help me
  But then what about my previous beliefs?
  Could all these belief systems ,
  go together I wonder ?
  I think they can
  So I'll  let you know
  What it feels to have,
  multiple belief systems altogether
  But for know I'll go
  Find another belief system for me

Why am I embarrassed to help myself?
No wonder people stay ill,
When the world cringes at positivity.
Positivity makes my toes curl.
Positivity makes my face snarl.
Remind myself to breathe,
I can feel you laughing down my neck.
Can’t handle my problems,
Without mocking myself,
At every self care measure I take.
You ruined my integrity.
I hate what you’ve done to me.

Dark is to light, as black to white.
When we write, from what place?

I wrote,
dwelling there,
amongst the shadows,
without face; leeching for love,
my cup empty,
heart scattered into pieces.

I write,
divinely guided;
exploring unclimbed mountains,
where weakness and courage elope,
advancing towards freedom,
My cup fills,
healing below the glimmers of hope.

I accept,
my world of black,
as it mends into white,
for I know, what is in the dark,
is to rise to meet light.

be reminded
that in all these unfamiliarities

you're home
in the most familiar place you've ever been

so remember
in any place and phase you are in your life
there's always gonna be opposites in your mind

meaning being
when things are great, there are going to be things trying to pull you down
when you are in a bad place, there's always still something good behind it
and even on rock bottom, there's nowhere else but up

like a half full half empty cup
it's all in your mind, all along

Sometimes I lack creativity
And that scares me
I think that I will not be able to write again
Feels like all of my work was just pretend
But creativity has its time and place
You don’t have think out of space
Creativity will flow
Wither it’s sun or snow
Creativity will show