Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul
Through book events, poetry, and creativity, we dive a little deeper into humanity.
Nourish my brain
To dampen my sorrow
Make me forget regret
Drum out the pain
With logic to borrow
Reset all my upset
Grief, it takes me
Down its alley
No chance to move or to break
I need a moment
I need your minute
To wash away all my mistakes
Memories
Spiraling cruel and hurtful
Always turning
Always spinning
Always ending
Right where they began
For some reason, I’m stuck being kind to you.
My mind won’t form the chaotic words that seethe on the tip of my tongue.
My eyes won’t glare with the hatred that I know I should feel.
And my heart won’t stop beating with rhyming words of love.
Like a spell slipped under my pillow at night…
I….
Hate myself….
… Unconditional love, my curse.
Illusionary love is the most powerful, not the strongest, but the one that makes you feel the most. There is something about the lies of passion that hits you deep and opens you raw. Leaving you lost and always remembering those days that you felt everything. The stain of a barmecide.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 