Whatever hold you had on me
Has gone.
And yet you want to reject me
On your terms.
Your misguided ways:
They will not hurt me again.
Whatever hold you had on me
Has gone.
And yet you want to reject me
On your terms.
Your misguided ways:
They will not hurt me again.
I always think
I miss the hugs
I miss the closeness
The kisses
The lazy slow caresses
The clumsy intertwinings
But
I don’t miss it enough
To let you anywhere near me ever again.
If anything… You have convinced me through all your myriad of miserable ways
That I may have no one ever again
But I’ll be damned if I settle for you or worse.
Rest before the chaos begins…
Rest your mind.
Rest your nerves.
Rest your reservations.
Rest your doubts.
Rest and be rested.
Heal and be healed.
When you’re in pain
It’s hard not to think of an end
It’s hard not to think of an off
But to do so is human
Yet seeing it through is not a really a fair choice
So much fear, so much doubt, so much so to think of just getting an out..
If it were… though… how many of us would stay the course?
How many of us stay to see a little more with a little less each time?
Unconditional Love
Its unwavering strength
Unnerves the insecure
Its value known only when
Broken or Gone
Realize Before Then
Realize and Repeat
i was like a scattered genius
wisdom overflowing
intellect profusely glowing
curtailed by my own fury
ever distant from knowing glory
savant than all compare but
the moments were scarce/rare
when they came
they came hard
to rival the sages
to rival the bards
yet all the sacred while
i remained:
entranced/entrapped…immobile.
God
you save me
in so many countless ways
with every word i utter
in prayer
with every breath
i take in hope
with every moment
i live this life