Embers

Never really good enough.. Another charred path..I critique my own senses in a way that I always knew I would. My doubt is not passive aggressive My doubt burns like black coals coating the floors of all avenues of each personal aspiration… And I stand here nowhere with literal bones for feet. Fragile frames andContinue reading “Embers”

🔆Frozen Son🔆

I come to you as your daughter, Powerful Almighty. You are such a loving Father, all the ways that you smite me. I bow to you as a friend. In search of purpose, to make amends. I truly would never mean to offend…. Maybe simply, reprimand? Time I called you down, you sacred host. IContinue reading “🔆Frozen Son🔆”

While I’m Alive

Inside “The Natural State” I roam in a natural state of divine seclusion where I argue my fate. Within a foggy illusion beyond this blurry mountain range, I keep focus on a town drenched in baptismal acid rains. And STILL, I can see much clearly. Naturally my bones can breathe. I harness the power here,Continue reading “While I’m Alive”

I wanna go.

I wanna go somewhere to a place I’ve never been. I wanna stand on my own to breathe the native wind. I wanna break away from everything I have ever known….. I wanna feel the breeze out there to welcome me back home. I wanna hear their sacred hymns dance throughout the leaves. I wannaContinue reading “I wanna go.”

Like a River.

She is searching for herself, like a river for the ocean, through the canyons of the Tiger Leaping Gorge. Twisting in the Lilies of the Caledonian Forest. In golden sways of countryside she pours. She is searching for herself, all the while creating meaning, ’round every bend and down each avenue explored. Rushing down theContinue reading “Like a River.”

✨Come to my church✨

Disclaimer: This post is not meant to offend ANYONE. I simply blog my thoughts created from my personal experiences. I speak on behalf of no one other than myself. There’s a place that I go To congregate Outside of confinement Outside of faith I walk there with brilliance, delicacy, and delight. It’s warming to escapeContinue reading “✨Come to my church✨”

Cursive Language

Language speaks in cursive, Words create its rhythm. Like the swift pace of a pencils trace as it twists and turns leading following eyes, blazing a trail entranced by lead’s elegance. As does the slip of a tongue to a lip as to hypnotize the ear. Eagerly listening for those lyrical notes to wake theContinue reading “Cursive Language”