When I breathe my body is relieved. Where once timber, now limber. My posture is vibrant and silent. I'm cleansing my Violet. Violet where once crown, no longer a frown because I'm grounding, I'm grounding until my soul is unbound. I'm breathing, and when I'm breathing laughter reveals me but I focus, I focus and I don't let it seal me. I'm cooling, I'm cooling, and soothing my soul, so that it may stay open for one and for all. I meditate I abbreviate, small glimpses of light. So that the sugar of my solar may fall out - from my sight. I am serious, and my breath is sinuous. It awakens my mind, But these competitive thoughts: they do not oblige. So I keep breathing and breathing for full conscious feeling and through this procession my spirit is right. Spirit pouring out of my pores. I am rich with inner vision. What sun shall I bring up to clear division. What light shall I pour out tonight, Oh Sun I am ready to stand up for what's right.
I'll wait for a few years, to go out in the world People are preparing me, I know they need to
The world is confusing 'n such; Many can be bad and harsh But, now I prefer to stay in a big square box fractions of solitude experienced in the dark but uncertainty seeps through the heart of an immature child that is yet to start
Time so fast, and time so slow. This grain of sand, where to go?
there's this feeling in my stomach not like the sickness you feel when you have a stomach ache or the butterflies of nervousness maybe this isn't in my stomach at all it's like a bunch of deer running in a field but not gracefully they're running from prey it feels as if my chest tightens ad my stomach sinks it's a mixture of anxiousness and worry