We are all green houses,
never let anyone throw a rock though your widows.. As there just jealous that's growing within. Some may be infertile within, cold and un-growing. No seed of compassion sprouts within. But you are a virtual rainforest of creative imaginings.. So growth forth and no rock shall ever come through your greenhouse...
I thought you where a mirage,
fleeting between my moments of exhaustion. But then I realised that dreams can be a reality, and you were here next to me. My oasis, quenching me in my times of doubt.
That Singular Lego Piece,
When I was younger and life was just walls... That where just falling down around me, I found something. A single piece of Lego. And on it scratched into it where three words... Always build higher. Where my life had been even at such a young age. I thought the only thing walls were, where ones that crumbled. But after that moment, when all I fell upon where pebbles of lost moments. That could have built higher but crumbled, like so many. That one brick, built me higher than any singular instant. And to this day, I have never looked at another lower, or higher than myself. For ever brick is built on the strength of another taking the weight of the one below it. And without that strength below, we couldn't build ourselves to the height we are today. Everyday I wear that brick around my neck. Not to weigh me down, but to realise, that below every brick is another holding us up with there strength, and without them we would crumble.
Impressions of self,
show us the depth of our inner strength. And no matter how faded we may be, we'll never forget ourselves.
We need to sober up
from the liquor of lies. And see that which was regarded, was through pain tainted glasses now broken.
She was woven within the clouds
but never really settled on cushions of pearls that never rained down truth. Her inclination tainted her wings of subjectivity, and she washed her past off her, feathers descended in sorrow. Tears crumbled as the truth that all wasn't as was shown stripped her of virtue. She never flew again, to show her solidarity for truth. Her wings did open, but to show the strength of even though she didn't soar she was of the air of truth, faithful.
You raised me to rise above the
shallow pills that are sometimes caught in the throat of life's dry moments. But when we swallow to many placebos, longevity is staled by us collecting false remedies to our problems. I'll never do as my friends did and choke on every struggle, clearing my throat I never took anything I just rose above life's problems
Even though we start anew
to relinquish what made us more, will leave us less.. To abandon one part of us removing that which for awhile made us stronger. Will only leave us empty further on. Our strength is only made a shadow by what shined a light on the parts that held us up.
He roars aloud and breaks and tears
And puffs out his mane and his fangs he bears As if to tell me and all others (but especially me) That there is no power and might as he And he walks with that regal ego That he was born into Over the corpses of the fallen Over my half-dead body too So blinded by his beauty he can barely even conceive That the **** he pushed away is the royal he needs But he can't hear beyond his own roar Can't see past his mane Can't see that the light at the end of the tunnel Is actually just a train Thinks his image will forever burn in her brain And he might bring the fire but she brings the rain And she steps out the mud with broken bloodied bones Marches through the castle like its already her own Howls at the moon and sets fire to the stones With a hand on her heart and her eyes on the throne Tell them to hoist the flags, tell them to let the wolves roam Tell the King of the Jungle That the Queen has come home
Wear your scars like tattoos,
Let them remind you of the times you could've died, But you learned to swim with the tide. <3