Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul
Through book events, poetry, and creativity, we dive a little deeper into humanity.
Let me become your nebula
Let me atomize the love that’s me
Let me fill your head with wonder
A clouded future, a lock and key
Let me open myself up to you
Let me paint your dark profound
I promise if I’m given freedom
My true self will be unbound
The closure of my heart took work.
Many said I shouldn’t do it.
That being numb would be a shame and a sin.
But here I am.
Still able to care. To help. To now see things more clearly.
Like how closing my heart helped me escape you.
I would rather live in perseverance.
Not caged in a false and painful love.
You are my everything
From cloud cover on a burning hot day
To shelter from a devastating storm
You are my only
You are my lover
You are my happy tears
I need a break
A break from being exhausted
Hurt
And sad
A moment from being mind-drunk
Paralyzed
And mad
Angry at how life got me
How it treated me for show
I only need a moment
To keep going
To keep afloat
A weaver of light
Calls to the stars
Taking their essence one by one.
Cradling them,
She braids them to yarn,
Offering it to only the royal ones.
Listing by name
The gifts are each set
Bound to the lives of most fit.
But if they blink out,
Each royals’ dress,
Their life will forever be forfeit.
There is beauty in parallel horizons, especially when they kiss over the calm, tranquil waters meeting the moon.
Even though I have no more love left for you,
You invade, barrelling in, creating your own
Through you, I learn I can love again
That my heart has no limit
That I can grow fonder each and every day
If treated right
Trail my worry
Follow my angst
So my fears won’t seize you
Understand my fury
Recognize my hate
So my loathe won’t pursue
Grasp my love
Devour my heart
So I will never escape
Steal my memories
Recollect my lore
Don’t make my same mistakes
Please reflect on my end
And not my beginning
When I pass into the unknown.
See how far I’ve come
And where to I am going,
Not where my stories were once told.
To disconnect is to relate
At least to me
Far off from a touch of reality
Is where my mind needs to be
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 