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Respite

I feel like the prisoner in my own mind…

Longing to break free…

What’s it going to take to break this spell that’s on me?

What’s real and what’s fake? What’s true and what’s false?

Lines are blurred and I escape reason and dance a dance full of folly

Afraid of what the future holds. I’d do anything to hear a word of encouragement. To hear something comforting.

I feel like I’m defective. Must be something wrong with me…

I try to fix myself but if I’m the problem then how can I fix things myself?

I’m altogether burdened and long for respite.

Who will be the shoulder for me to lean on? Where can my soul find its peace at long last?

I search everywhere for answers, frantically, not a moment of rest, restlessly looking for the answer…

I

I don’t want to ruin this perfect moment. I’m so sorry that I’m thoughtless and think too much all at once.

I just want the song to echo. I want to feel it in my bones. I want to fly. I want the melody under my wings as I soar. A language that blurs barriers. Cultures becoming one. Things closing in on each other and becoming closer.

I find my power in my heart. Deep within my emotions.

I feel like I’ve been forgotten. Nobody bothers to keep up with me these days. I feel like an apparition. But I know I’m here for so much more. So… much more. I want to be all that I can be.

Then, why am I still asking for permission? The person I’ve been waiting for all along: Find them in me. I gain strength to fight another day. To live another day.

I don’t want to live as a coward. I want to take risks. I want to be bold. And proclaim it from the highest mountain.

Oh God, hear my prayer and establish me high above any worry or stress.

I long to be lifted up.

Addicted

I long for the days of yesterday…

It seemed that I could feel with a huge capacity and the desire to create was enormous

I sing a song of yesterday and for a moment a ray of sun shines upon me where otherwise I’m caught in a storm

The mundanity of life. The same rituals. The same practices. I’m caught in an insane loop.

It feels like I don’t have control over some things. I think a lot about destiny. I think a lot about it and I wonder if I’m destined to fail. Maybe because I’m too weak willed, weak minded, too driven by emotions.

Strange, because I once thought that to be good. I don’t always know what to believe and I am caught in a vortex of futility. I long for my release.

Always thought I’d be the hero in my own story but I feel more and more like the villain with each passing day.

I think a lot about my own capacity. My own capacity to make it through things… Is it true this time that it’s withered? The confrontation I’ve longed for all my life. The test that was to come. Did I fail? Did I not make it? Did I miss the bus?

I think about these things all day and they become my mantra.

Any bit of hope is welcome. I can’t see in the dark and neither can you.

Song of songs call me home!

Creation

You’re the finest thing this world has ever seen

A smile that emits a subtle radiance, puzzling yet dazzling imbued with perfection

An essence so amazing… A magnetic aura pulling in admirers from far corners of the globe.

To even stand before you is a dream, your whimsy sends me off to distant lands and the maps are in your eyes

A countenance so sweet, like sugar. I feel my blood pressure rising. You get my heart racing and my fixation is on you.

You command respect with your elegance but still invite playfulness with your open mind and gentle spirit.

You make me want to open my heart at the risk of being badly broken. That’s still a risk I’m willing to take. For you, that is. I could fill an entire lifetime loving you. You wouldn’t even have to give me the time of day.

My heart melts like the wax on the candle that is the flame that drives my passion for you.

You’re one of the only things worth losing sanity over.

And that’s good, because I’m already halfway there.

Au Revoir

The flowing of time… It never ceases. Hours bleed into days and days, months.

It’s something that can’t be taken back. How you choose to spend your time is an investment. What are you investing in?

I don’t know what it is I’m waiting for. The right moment maybe? When will things ever be perfect? And what is perfect exactly? I don’t know.

Satisfied with nothing. Hoping that change will somehow happen sitting here on this couch.

I see through it all and yet I rather stay here in this comfort zone at the risk of losing. But who stands to lose what and who stands to gain?

I just wish my life was something more than it is. Some people have hit the lottery in life and appear to have it all. I often wonder what I would do if I “had it all.” Never having to work another day job ever again. What I would do with a wealth of opportunities.

But are there not opportunities in front of our faces all the time? That we brush off, no consideration?

I just want my life to get better. Right now it’s not going how I’d like it. But then again I’m not exactly sure how I want it. I just know I don’t want it to remain the same. Well then, how do you play the game?