It broke my heart
From the start?
It broke in four
One piece a man, a best friend
Destroying me with comfort
No work to him
A piece of heart effortlessly
crumbled…
Two for two.
Once close as two can be
but a fork in the road I see
A piece broken slowly
for a long time
Third time lucky they say
But luck ran out so soon
Maybe never even room
A piece bent ; not quite broken
yet…
Fourth I broke myself
Not believing all there is
to believe in
Like a wound
the heart will heal
I’m not sure
how I feel
Learn to love yourself
and all the love
you’ll ever need
Is right here
Inside of you
Learn to respect yourself
and all the acceptance
you crave
Is right here
Inside of you
Learn to give yourself
and all the reward
you receive
Is right here
Inside of you
Don’t lose yourself
Do not get lost in others
The “one” you seek
Is right here
It’s you ♥
It’s cold, it’s hard
I’ve played my last card
I am not wanted
Therefore I choose
Discomfort
You might think it strange
But I’d rather arrange
My body on the carpet
Than sleep with the departed
How long have I been here?
A life long
I do, forever
Till it do us, part
The full moon draws a kind of a melancholic madness from my soul. I long for something that has no name.
Before, I would shy away from it. Pack it in a closet and try to lock the door. Now I embrace it and let it take me where it wants to.
Tonight I’m mesmerized by its beauty. A satellite in the sky…
I believe it has a lot to do with the amount of water in our bodies and maybe the water in our bodies are subjected to a mini tide…and when the moon is full, we are more vulnerable to the pull of the moon. Or maybe I’m just crazy…I’ve been told that before 🙂
Clouds move leisurely past your eye
You touch them with your roundness
The fullness of you casts a light
When we’re full, we stop
Yes, when we are satiated
we stop.
One can love to the fill
Then, no more…
We reached the full moon of our love
Oh no love, this is just the start.
When the darkness come
We have the starlight
Moon love is not ours
We have the love of the sky
Moon and stars
Sun and rain
An expanse
Today, when I saw this picture, I was once again reminded of last year and of the absolute confusion, longing and desperation I experienced.
It is not okay for a man to treat you like a piece of meat, a bank or a convenience.
Please don’t ever forget that. If he doesn’t treat you like he’s won the lottery, then move on!!!
I do believe it takes two to tango. I was so lost, emotionally vulnerable and longing to be loved, that I let a man treat me any way he wanted. And because I went along with it, I am to blame. Is that true? I believe it’s partly true, but manipulative people can give you just enough hope, to keep going back for more. and more. and more emotional abuse.
No world is without storms
Some pass overhead
Leaving an uneasy mind
Some are over quickly
Others last…
Hailstones batter your being
Lightning strikes at your soul
Thunder troubles your innocence
Flash floods pour from your eyes
Storms will show you
what you’re made of
what we’re made of
Some storms wipe out
leaving you empty
But empty is only another state of
new
A new beginning
I still think of how
you fooled me
Not only me…many others
How you deceived and conceived
Did you always have a plan?
To hurt me?
To lie to me?
You have no idea of the damage
How many tears I cried
How much I loved
How much I cared
Only when some wisdom comes
(which might never come)
you will realise the full extent
of your devious ways
Yes, you fooled me
I can’t sleep…
I struggle with thoughts
i am too afraid
to say out loud
So, I hold them in
I sacrifice my sleep
Hoping for a tired brain
that can not think
the thoughts I dare not speak
They say that you can be alone, even when there are people around you. You can crave for something even when your every need is met. Restless heart, restless spirit. I am not an easy person to live with. I am not an easy person to understand. I go with what I feel 99% of the time. I am ruled by my passion, my feelings. Is this the right way to be? Is right the right word? Is there wrong in living by your passions? I’m not sure. I don’t think it’s the only way to live, but I do believe that my passion keeps my dreams alive. Without my passion I wouldn’t have any fight in me. I wouldn’t have a reason to get up and live. Live to the full. Take risks, look challenges in the eye and say, dammit, I will not give up. I just won’t give up on my dreams. I will never ever underestimate my worth again and settle for bad treatment. For the glass half empty, for the second best a person can give me. I will not be hurt like I was. I will remember that I’m a fighter. I will know that the passion I feel helps me to help others. I’m passionate about people, especially the ones I love. I will walk through fire for my friends, my loved ones. I will take the clothes off my back and give it to them if they needed it.
I am passion personified. I have always been, I always will be. This is me and I don’t want to deny who I am. I want to embrace it.
It is so; love speaks
in a thousand tongues
There are many ways
to love
I choose your love
It is so; happiness
begins within
not with him
I choose happiness with you
It is so that life’s choices
will lead you on many paths
smooth and tough
I choose to face it with you
It is so; life is change
It is as constant as the air moving
the sun rising
I choose the way you change me
It is so; your love woke me up
It wasn’t planned, nor expected…
But so needed
It is so; I love you
New Beginnings 