I one time saw in vision, the setup of a game,
a chess board that spread out before me, more than I could see. 
The chess pieces were many, yes more than I could name,
and when I looked above me, what I saw was startling. 
 
For I beheld that this vast game used more than just one board
yes, there were many levels, each one equal in its size. 
It left me musing at it all, so I turned to the Lord
and asked him to interpret all that lay before my eyes. 
 
He frankly spoke, “My son this represents the game of life.”
I instantly replied, “Oh Lord, this game is too complex!”
He then said, “Yes, indeed it is. I know it causes strife.”
“It’s meant to be a game that’s only won by those who let
 
me guide them in what moves they make.” “I’m looking for the few.”
“I’m looking for the humble who are wise enough to see
that it’s impossible for them to know what they should do,
and rather make their moves by faith while listening to me.”
 
And then the vision ended, I was left to contemplate -
about the way I’d lived my life, relying on myself.
Had to admit, thus far my life results were not that great
and so, I made resolve to put my own will on the shelf.
 
The years have passed on since the day I made that fateful choice,
and life has been much more a joy, in fact it’s like a game
where really all I worry about is listening to his voice,
and seeing how the moves he makes will ultimately play.

Life takes me places I need to go.
I am exactly where I need to be.

I’ve dreamed of a place where I can rest,
Yet I never searched with hope- still, you found me.
Your warmth, your touch, your eyes-
They awaken something I thought long lost.

It isn’t fantasy, nor is it a dream- I can see it now.
Ive grown accustomed to wandering through gardens of thorns, yet you chose to hand me nothing but delicate flowers.

You are what I couldn’t fathom to dream of.
You kiss my scars, and they begin to heal.
You stitch my wings, and I learn to fly.
You cultivate a field of wildflowers,
So I may run free beneath the open sky.

Unrelentlessly fighting with ghosts of my past, You breathed life into what was fading.
For you, I lay down my sword, my shield, my armor-
You’ve rendered them useless.
With your love, your strength, your unwavering devotion-
The past never stood a chance.

I revel in the thought of our souls entwined,
Dancing through lifetimes before this one.
I see my future filled with dreams that only a rare few could ever grasp.

So take my hand and lead me forward,
Through fields kissed by golden light.
With you, love is not just a fleeting moment,
But the quiet eternity I never thought I’d find.

Even if the world should darken,
Even if time dares to pull us apart,
Know this-
My love for you will outlive the stars,
And in every life, I will find you again.
And my heart- it is and always will be truly yours to keep.

My heart is bruised by the weight of hope,
Bleeding from the jabs of disappointment.
Scarred from trusting too much,
Yet still reaching, still yearning.
I gave too many people a chance,
Though my heart could only take a little.
But my kindness was just a whisper to them,
A fleeting moment, forgotten too soon.
Why do people hurt me?
Why do they not care?
I showed them love,
Yet they left me empty.

Oh, I trust you and I love you and I need you.
I trust you more than I have ever trusted myself.
Your words sing truth against my shattered mind
as they glue pieces back together with glittering gold.
I love you in ways I may never truly understand.
Your smile brings joy to my life while your guidance
brings me back to the path of safety.
I need you to stay to help me.
Your absence felt like a dark cloud on my very existence.
I was lost without you.
Oh, I trust you and I love you and I need you.

AB - ..Baby rejection is protection,
We were never ever the same,
Self awareness and common sense meets logic,
The human brain can only do so much,
Consciousness electrifying beyond universes,
Thoughts racing into better circumstances,
Better choices,
So be mad when its you I would erase, you are a phase,
Don't betray my trust , it could get ugly,
Make up a sob excuse for what you did, waddle like a little puppy,
This world is a joke and when it ends , it still will begin..
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A.R. - They say it’s best
To expect the harm
From other human beings.
Its yours anyway
If you ignore it.
Your fate, your fault
Your flaw.

No excuse for innocence
Even if we all
Join this world
With it
intrinsic.


**** that.


There’s an obscene
arsenal of barbs
And daggers.
Piled up on the
hardwood floor.

A Battle Royale
In waiting.
But I won’t touch
A single one.
Not even for the shadows.


Cut me down
And I’ll be shorter
But I’ll never be
Anyone but
Me.

(Full poem in link)

"I hate that they were right

you were too good to be true

because you were
a fairy tale

my subconscious

A projection
of what I wanted

my cravings

all which

would never amount
to anything but that".