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Descovia Jul 2022
The candle flame flickered wildly.  The room was cold and dark. My phone was set to silent. My mind went blank only for mere seconds before designing a way to breach connections to a realm other than we reside. Between the living and the dead.

The times where your name crossed over and dragged my thoughts down. The pain made me resilient in gaining answers. Mysteries and traditional methods applied to ritual, required my full focus from "spirit energy.

I gripped onto my chains and prayed to myself in silence. Coldness stung my heart and my eyes filled with warm tears. The moment my vision became nearly blurred from nonstop flow heavy, numbing and pain riddled tears.

"Ali......"

A sharp inhale filled my lungs, my eyes wanted to explode! Emotions never meant to be release, I fall until I sink deeply. The whiteness of this bright light intensifies, humming of angels in a harmonic choir grew inhumanly loud. I cannot any longer hear the sounds of life on earth. My suffering was finally giving me a break, I prayed for. I screamed to the skies of heaven, willing to destroy my own self-composed hell. I am my own hell.  I did everything, my tears, my pain, blood would not honor you or bring you back if it was in vain.

No te apresures,Bebe
(Don't rush your time. Baby girl)


Yo nunca me ire,soy todo de ti
Que hizo feliz a tu madre
("I am never gone. I am everything of you.
That made you happy with your mother")



The image of this eloquent woman with tears in her eyes, embracing an angel with an amazingly beautiful presence and energy strong enough to burn unholy souls. In mere moments, the woman and angel whom came into focus with the use of my magical eye. Disappeared with a wave of light appearing to wash over the entire place. Everything wiped away and myself left untouched. Confused with more uncertainty than ever before. It was decided to not question upon it. Something told me to burn the note completed for her. Then pray for her good into the universe. It will listen...

Never stop remembering. Your father loves you. He will always be there with you. Your relationship with him. Never ended. It changed forms. The love never dies. He is your angel. Allow him to guide you.... You cannot fly without wings. Don't rush your time.....Don't rush your time.....Don't rush your time. Keep fighting. Keep fighting..you will win. The right forces are by your side....I....
we.....BELIEVE IN YOU!!



No te apresures,Bebe
Dedicated to a beautiful father, angel and king of the glorified kingdom.
You may rest. Your legacy will live on.
01/09/1973 - 01/28/2022
Raven Feels May 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, we can feel people without knowing them too:)


angel nested in heaven

made earth feel like hells of seven

marked some scars in place of tears

maybe not in my right to dear

more for the blood is in the own

but swear my love will be tamed on her stone


                                                                            ------ravenfeels
Zack Ripley May 2019
Today I stand beside you to honor those we love.
The ones who made it home, the ones still fighting, and the ones called to guide us from above.
Today, when they sing the national anthem, don't be surprised if you see me cry. It represents everything that makes me proud to be semper fi.
Today, it doesn't matter where you come from.
If you're here, you're American at the core.
Today, we celebrate everything we're fighting for.
Today, we'll visit our parents, daughters and sons
And tell them their war is over
"You can finally rest in peace. It's okay. Lay down your guns."
Whether you're a soldier, seal or marine, thank you for shielding us from all the things you see that should never be seen.
Meghan Jul 2019
What reward awaits beyond
What lights shine upon the soul
Those who've suffered long?

Now gone,
Are you running free?
While we grieve, saddened
Crying tears we never let you see

In your place, a candle shines -- but
It will never burn as bright
As the light in your eyes

May you be at rest,  now
Peacefully
Forever
It's your birthday
And you're not even here to celebrate.

So here I am,
With the one I love,
Toasting to a soul.

How I ******* wish you were here.
How I wish you could've met him.
How I wish you knew how happy I am,

But I still
*******
Miss you.

How I wish that instead of you
Being the healer, someone else
Could've healed you.

But we still
Couldn't
Save you.
RIP Brendon. And happy 21st birthday
Ring... ring...

Pick up the phone,
Knees chattering,
Where’s my breath,
Oh god,
Ten minutes till my shift,
Kyles dead,
I just hugged him
12 hours prior,
I said goodnight,
I love you,
See you tomorrow,

But for him,
Tomorrow never came,
Why did I answer the phone,
How can I face the space
That you no longer occupy,
Why couldn’t you resist
That sweet high,
I miss you,

Another friend gone to early,
Every hit you took a gamble,
Your bed became your grave,
You sister just got married last
Week,
You were the best man,
This was suppose to be
The happiest time of her life,
Instead of planning her honey moon,
She’s planning your wake,

You never wore anything
Other than black,
Always dressed like
You were going to a funeral,
Now we’re at yours,
It’s a closed casket,
You sister is sobbing,
Your best friend is broken,
Your girlfriend lost her voice,
I’m hoping your body isn’t really
In that box,

You loved jack Daniels,
So that’s what we drank
Until the sun rose
For the first time
Without you,
It’s was August 25th,
I never did go back
For that last shift,
How could I without you?

It’s December now and it’ll
Be your mother’s first Christmas
Without her son,
Your sister has been taking
Care of your girlfriend,
They cling together
So that they don’t succumb
To the numb,
It’ll be the first time in three
Years I spend New Years
Without you,
Your best friend moved away,
It was too painful to stay,
Cause every place in town
Feels empty without you,

We don’t go to grand central anymore,
Cause it was your favorite bar,
And the memories are still too fresh,
God ****** Kyle,
Why didn’t you tell us you had an addiction,
God ******,
Why didn’t we notice
Until August 25th.
We miss you Kyle, more and more each day. Rest In Peace my friend, until we meet again someday.
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