I am a strong woman,
But I have my weaknesses,
And its those weaknesses that keep our relationship together.

If I try shed them,
Our relationship ceases.
It halts, it stalls, it's empty.

That's the foundation of our relationship;
My weaknesses.

It's what you use to fuel yours,
It's what you've always done,
With every different version of me.

So much pain,
We've caused ourselves,
Us, this human race,
Such heart wrenching heart ache,

War, poverty, abuse,
Hate, racism, anger,
Confusion,

How can we believe in magic,
When we keep destroying it all?

Searching,
Always searching for you,
Outside of my dreams

Waiting,
Always waiting for you,
to come and find me

In every dream
You appear,
and I hate leaving you there

Desperate to be validated,
To be seen,
To be loved,
Girl's mind clouds up with the need,
Fixates on the first boy or man,
That she believes is a connection,
A connection to herself,
To her loneliness,
Pain,
Loss,
Lost.

Looking for yourself through someone else's broken self,
Will only take you further away.

Pull me out of the fearful shadows,
New familiar light warming the edges of me,
Will I have the strength to let it seep,

Can this cold body crackle to life,
Climbing out from the Earth like dead roots breaking,

Open my eyes, embracing the light,
Granting it permission to enter my soul,
Puncture my heart with golden yellow,

Melt me and remould me,
A breath of resurrected life,
Warmth now seeping out

Crack open the hidden, the shaded, the unknown, the unrealized parts of your mind. Rip out of the small shell and see more, be more...

Meet me at the cemetery gates,
Where people stay quiet and still
Meet me at the cemetery gates,
Where memories echo and trill
Meet me at the cemetery gates,
Where life is found fulfilled
Meet me at the cemetery gates,
Where sense has found its will
Meet me at the cemetery gates,
Where my heart breathes tranquil

My core feels shattered, scattered, isolated and alone,
Am I to believe we are one voice, one soul,
When I can't even find my own?

I am raw and exposed,
Feeling primal as if I have nothing left to lose,
Yet I have plenty to lose.

I'm on a dangerous precipice and I'm not looking back,
I'm screaming over the edge,
Dying to jump,
Hungry for it,
For reckless abandonment.

To let go,
Let go of sanity and moral manners,
To rather let out a blood curdling scream,
Let out the inside of me,
Set it ferociously and voraciously free.

Everything matters,
Everything you say, think, feel, do,
It all matters

And the only way to make it worthy,
Is to let go

Let everything you say, think, feel and do,
Flow

Stop trying so hard
Let be the moment
And the moments will live
One after the other

Making up a worthy life
A life of meaning,
Of purpose,

Of love
In it's simplest and most complicated form

All you can see in the mirror is you,

And in the background,
The idealized versions of you,

Your yet to be met accomplishments,
Adored by the world,

Your grandiose a shrine,
Of you, you, you,

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Your humility a lie woven in to hold the picture just right,

Your love for others?
It's broken,

And one day when the mirror breaks,
There'll be no one and nothing left but the broken pieces.

Struggles seemed never ending,
Long-standing trauma,
Survival mode a constant,
Then finally, a light,
The struggles hadn't subsided,
I just eventually morphed into an undefinable presence,
Stronger, magnificent, but lost,
What do I do now in this small world around me?

It aches,
I'm on this mission of finding my own strength,
You don't want to need anyone you know,
Or to want someone,
Not even a friend do I need!

But it's not true,
And I fear I'm only being weak
If we were meant to connect
Then why are we all so alone?

Why do I look at a picture of your face
And feel my reflection