Share your song love
Whether sad or
Happy;
Anything in between.
Sing, dance and see.
Break hearts and minds open as only you can
With your gifts.
Your
Tones,
Your beat
Reverberate.
Move your feet.
Laugh out loud.
Observe.
Let the tears flow,
Let your body go, move to your rhythm.
Your vibration,
Let it travel;
Let it flow,
Let it go.
The love you share heals.
You are the gift itself.
We are gifts.
They snuggled in close as could be;
Tangled.
Turning away
She buried her face in the blanket.
Hidden.
To her
He whispered softly,
“It‘s okay to cry you know.”
She lifted her gaze to his,
“But i am so afraid,
So fearful i will drown in myself.
That i will be so ugly to you.”
And in his eyes she felt his reply,
“Let yourself go.
You think you will drown
But this is where you become yourself,
Where
You are more.
I felt your soulshine upon arrival here. Birth.
Radiate.
Nourish.
This is how the roots are hydrated my
Love, and this is where one
Flourishes,
In the letting go.”
I was taught to
Swallow my tears.
Keep them within,
Becoming bloated with grief.
My blood saturated with salt
Until
Solidified
Heart so heavy
And lungs drowned with self inflicted water,
I could no longer stand.
I could not absorb oxygen needed to keep warm nor fully breathe,
Could not pump blood through my own veins to live.
Not knowing that to cry was such strength
For those surrounding me
Saw it,
Claimed it as
Victory;
A winning of some kind to break another more than yourself.
I still cry in the dark.
I never said I was perfect.
Let’s sneak out after midnight.
Meet me down the road.
We’ll go running through the field.
Nobody will know.
Bring your father’s bourbon
And a radio too.
We’ll listen to some music,
Maybe dance a song or two.
I’ll bring us a blanket
And wear my yellow dress.
The one I wore last summer,
The one you like best.
We’ll lay down with each other,
Not breathe a single word.
Because we know what our hearts are saying,
Nothing that can be heard.
We’ll count the stars to a million.
We’ll laugh until we cry.
We’ll hold each others hands,
Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the
Sky.
And I can’t wait to see you.
Can’t wait to breathe you in.
Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes
And do it all again.
*originally published November 2015 @choleintodiamonds*
The battle is real
Should i have a glass of wine
Or
Climb in the closet, shut the door and
Sit in the dark?
Teetering on the edge
Of laughter and screams.
Rocking to and fro.
I must remember why i
Am here.
I love so deep
But do not think i am so
Fragile.
My jaw has met fist amongst other things.
Shadows call even though there be
Light
And friendly faces on the street.
Apathy Creeping at my feet.
Once again I retreat from
The invisible forces.
Battling
Battling
With those formless thought shifters.
“Go away!” I say as my worth is not in
Their ungrateful hands.
I write truth on the wall.
I must remember why i am here.
I close my eyes once more and am
Taken to the red dirt
Where I kneel.
Home feels so far but there
It is in my heart. My heart.
How could I forget. Wallowing
In my fears.
I know why i am here.
I let them
Get in my head. I let them twist my mind.
Deplorable thoughts have no control.
Thoughts cannot condemn my soul.
I know why i am here.
Do i?
I never know what to say.
I do not know what to say.
So I write
To
The pages beneath my fingertips
For they hold my heart
In confidence.
Here,
On paper,
I may laugh or cry without saying a word.
Many hours
Even music cannot fill the darkness.
So in silence I sit,
In silence
I am full.
Many days my heart is too heavy,
My sight barricades itself
I have not the strength to lift
My
Pen and place it to paper
Or my eyes to sunlight.
I sit in darkness.
In darkness I rest.
And I sink
Beyond my knees to earth.
Beyond touch of hand
Or restless thoughts
Where I lie.
For I do not even whisper there,
I do not not even cry.
