To like and to love is separated by international waters; one couldn't possibly mistake one for the other. And still, we find ourselves floating in our lonely boat in deep water, and yet, no matter how much we wish to wash up on the shores of love if the wind does not blow, then, well, … Continue reading To like, to love; no in between.
How to feel, please tell me how to feel. I wish I could reveal how I feel if only I could put a name to it - I wish I knew how to feel. I feel so confused and I don't know what's what; I'm so used to anxiety and obsession that I don't know … Continue reading How to feel
My abdomen feels expansive, as if there were infinite space within. When I breathe I feel as I'm running a marathon, as if an inhale could go on forever, as if it were infinitely deep. When I sleep I feel as if I'm not really asleep, yawning throughout the day. My mind is racing, I … Continue reading My breath
To walk across a lake, to walk on water - one need not be jesus. The frozen lake offers a path for all willing to dare, those who are willing to step onto the ice freshly laid bare. An exciting journey no doubt, for who love not skating about? Cheap thrills borne of uncertain steps; … Continue reading The Frozen Lake
Fiery red molten flame exhales the air that fills the balloon, heat rises with the heart; turbulence, don't wanna tumble to the depths. Inhale, exhale; I rise again. Afraid of the heights, how far can I go? My hot air balloon has room for two, wow what a view. Drifting above the clouds with someone … Continue reading above the clouds
Steady with the pace, roll, rolling down the rolling, hills, yeah this is the place, this is where i'm whole, and with each passing day, each rehersal, each performance, the play; a twisting of events, threatre playing out before my eyes, can you slow this horse? the look on your face, o' how it takes … Continue reading rolling my r’s
I want a gangsta bitch, like ride with me til' I die 'ish, yo Like total emotionally vulnerability, like real a healthy dynamic Low-key glances and inside jokes, one glance and you'll drop a Double gauge humour on the play, rolling around the floor like ev-ery-day Corny love poems cross compton, like when I get … Continue reading love x gangsta rap
Our deep seated beliefs influence how our life unfolds, for better or worse. If, deep down we believe that we are unloveable then we will have reactions and take actions that will unfold the destiny that we truly fear right before us; we are creating the very thing that we fear most. We recreate our … Continue reading Abandonment, rejection and fear.
Women have been a point of weakness for me. The novelty of a new face, the lustful seductress leading me back to her place. Why is their house always empty when they invite me inside? My lust blinded me to the distinct lack of furniture, of anything of substance really. Nethertheless I would motion to … Continue reading women.
I don't know how to love. And to be honest, it scares me. I'm ill-equipped for the task at hand, which is something I'm not used to; I don't even have a mood-playlist to write to, damn. The soldier must lay down his sword, the war is over. To provide is the soldier's nature, but … Continue reading How to feel