I dissect. I devour. I watch from the tower. I read. I digest. This mind does not rest. She wrestles. She tousles. Words fall. Create ruffles. Beautifully – Bitter – Escape My head on a stake. Sound mind. Concubine. Tethered – free. Sever – Me. Virtue. Never. Unravel the sweater. Lay way to the fuse.…… Continue reading Anarchy in mind.
Tag: anxiety
Intrepidation
Textbook. Head First. Guarded. Whirlwind. Too much? Not enough? Rollercoaster. Head rush. Alleviations. Sigh of relief. Hands held together. Virtually. This is me. Tread carefully. Connections welcome. Intellectually. Laughter easy. Minds at ease. Do I want to be seen? Absolutely. Reservedly. Heart beat racing. Anxiety. Rush of emotions. Empowers me. Boundary. Expectation. Respectfully. Fiery preservations.…… Continue reading Intrepidation
Sorrow.
Agony fire all over
Lanterns
I carried a candle crafted from the wax of my soul. Fragile wick, burning off centre and flawed. Until I followed a new light and set my candle aside. Faithfully followed the path that it shone for me. Until I could see the flickering glow from my own candle no more. I traversed new lands.…… Continue reading Lanterns
Furnace
Before I emerged a fledgling.
Emerald City
I escape in words and poetry and swim across oceans of texts and passages. Soar through clouds of others’ dreams and realities.
You are worthy.
What’s something you believe everyone should know. You are enough. You are worthy. You may feel broken, but within all of us is the ability to repair and rebuild. Your feelings and experiences are valid. Your place in this world is of importance to someone, even if it is only yourself. Your heart and mind…… Continue reading You are worthy.
The Moon is no longer a destination.
How much would you pay to go to the moon? The Moon is often symbolic in literature as something to obtain, discover, shoot for, explore or perhaps a destination for a better life. What I wouldn’t give to achieve the latter? The lyrics of London Grammar’s ‘Oh Woman, Oh Man’ – “There is nothing I…… Continue reading The Moon is no longer a destination.
Life
It just depends on how you understand energy and connect with it
Finding myself
Arguably the furthest I have traveled from home has been in the places where I have lost sight of myself