Somewhere beyond --
that first complete, naked, honest truth
we shared in the moonlight
and the eventual half-truths full of
holes of omission
in the years that followed --
is the place we are in now.
You could be suffering
Clinging to life
Wasting away ever so slowly
and I would never know;
because the truth hurts, or so you say
when you say nothing at all.
We sit in silence.
You have become so absorbed
with protecting me,
my innocence, my love
that the version of you
you want me to see is too perfect;
he's not the man I fell in love with.
Where are your flaws,
your insecurities, your doubts,
your struggles with yourself
and the world? I miss seeing them
in the moonlight as we drive
You can trust my love with your life.
Marriage is more than a title,
more than late night talk shows on TV
with Chinese takeout on the couch.
It is a lifelong commitment,
a promise to be each other's
first line of defense against the world
and a place to call home.
Marriage is reliving those very first
complete, naked, honest truths
and marveling at the fact that
we are still here.
It is a continuation of that
raw, selfless vulnerability
and a promise never to run.
Marriage is a covenant of love
a love that keeps no record of wrongs
no matter how few or frequent.
A love that trusts, hopes, and endures
because this Earth
was never where we were meant to be.
I love you.
You kept my soul in check.
The loneliness encased was spent.
Wonders of unending flesh.
And yet the scent is fleeting.
The seclusion returns afresh.
The ethereal heart deceiving.
What once brought sweet memories.
Now are void parentheses.
My empty arms are bare.
In addition a cadaverous stare.
Skin cold with horripilation.
Trudging on in desolation.
I long for comfort I confess.
To the skies I do profess.
For on the ground my feet shall stay.
Am I worthy whose to say.
Not my harlot.
Not my harlot.
Not my harlot.
A glimpse of her visage I pray.
Solitude is how I pay.
All is silent; still is the deep of night.
I look below, cannot see what I feel
beneath my feet. One prevailing insight,
known only in a sense, goes unrevealed.
I do not fear its truth, neither contest
it does not know me. Within it, I stand.
An absurd sureness, an uninvited guest,
has touched the base of what I understand,
now all mind and motion acts in tandem.
I taste the salt of the air, feel the breeze,
the oceans rhythm becomes who I am.
Rhythm becomes me, puts the mind at ease.
I feel the calm, hear the call of the night,
look above, see stars amongst the moonlight.
Be the sailor of your journey
After the storms, if some wounds never close
Don't regret, take time to heal. Evolve
When the dark clouds are gone,
Smile like a rainbow does
If you survive like a wounded deer
Run faster to reach the zenith
Don't let anyone define you as dark as hell
Be your own light
Be kind to yourself
Don't let anyone to cut your wings
Fly high to embrace the beauty of this life
You stumble, rise again, walk
If you are too much to be hated or adored
If someone tells you are not the One to live a life with
Live your life best
Do believe that~You are more than enough to be loved
You are your own Truth
Just Be You.....