love is still the answer to all of my questions only the object of my affections has changed
i've never been scared of getting hurt, i'm an expert at that, impervious; realizing my fear has always been instead of letting people down, that realization, that was the breakthrough, that changed everything.
just enjoying a torrid love affair with myself for the first time, when she's gone for good, and good for gone.
Pain now is temporary And those eyes will always hold a glint for me I will--am chasing that glint Until I belong to them, And they want to belong to me
Until that silver shines through me Amplifying My eyes, my nose, my mouth, Everything.
Until that light reflects back Brighter to them Hopefully Than my open, vulnerable, enamored, Eyes received them Though I know I'll never believe it if they say so
I can see it now, Can you? The flash from their eye? As quick as their breeze walking past, But twice as warming Now their smile! A smile I would bear the rest of my life alone If only at my final conscious sight I would see it Once In person
Grab a hold of what is precious. Clench it tight or else you will lose it. With all your strength and heart, Do not lose to Restart. Quick! It’s slipping away! Oh dear, you have gone astray. What happened to your shine? Was it released To the hands of Time Soon to be deceased?
But! You have a chance To fly high And search wide. No matter the stumbles Never give in Hurry now empty vessel Awaken! Get your precious back. Fill your purpose with Your true version you currently lack. Always return to retrieve what’s yours
I wear a medal received in the Olympics of life. Gold for family who has run the mile with me. Silver for my perseverance through challengers of self-worth. And Bronze for my gifts of writing that has expanded over the years.
Yes I wear my medals proudly as winner in life moving in the breath of gratitude.
Faith is a golden coil That fits so greatly in the binding Of texts that Dictate a non-universal Truth Faith is a silver coil That wraps around you nicely Tightly When times are hard and Icy Faith is a copper coil, Cheap, commonly used and Slithers, a bronze snaking cloud Seeping quickly into Permeable minds Faith is an aluminum coil, The easy way out. Steals from your conscious What can be found in Yourself Faith is essential Needed to man And to man armies Unable to feel soft, Cotton-ball faith Anymore
Feedback, please! I'm trying to develop my own style and eventually want to independently publish my own book. I think that humans have an innate need for a sense of deity; it's a neural pattern that has circulated throughout civilizations and we all still grapple with it individually.
All I could see, was a fine silver it was so quick, but my heart was even faster, for this silver it could not outrun me in this race But, sadly I could not replace me for you as my regret falls with your leftover tears, reflecting back at me
like gold like iron in my eyes like silver heart of mine . like sky's we don't see and still we get afraid of . like as the unknown of the stars and as many empty spaces and as many holes in my heart .