thoughts running through my mind and intertwine and rhyme like poetry. mornings reaching extreme mellowness all the way to bubbling excite, because there is so much uncertainty. who the fuck thought we needed to figure things out and passed this idea on? we are here, right now. why do we fear what will be recognized…

  i wanna be curled up under a blanket of stars with someone who i know doesn’t care about the trivial who doesn’t take life too seriously and can just appreciate the time we have on this beautiful planet to feel free of this body my soul invigorated close to another alike minds restless yet…

this time i did not try to escape reality i immersed myself in it i ran head on into my fears this time instead of running into a wall disabling me making me forget who i am i found who i am and found relief i learned that walls don’t prevent you you can free fall right…

i’ve fallen in love with change and uncertainty a worldly experience pours into my consciousness i allow it to flow through me fill every aspect of my being i am not drained these challenges have warmed the blood in my body and kept my heartbeat steady each inflow and outflow of breath is another second…

the coziness of your own bedroom still moments lying in fresh linen sheets the soothing scents of lavender and the pages from an old book only subtle noises and piano sounds a headphone in each ear staring at a roughly patterned ceiling studying the lines an empty mind free of noise admiring the colors painted all…

i’m too familiar with these memories and emotions so i’ve kept trying to change them but i can only create new ones not replace them but the new ones have come as a reminder in time i’ll have to face fears let go of the people and feelings of the past and stand on my…

i see people who have never lived their truth envy the youth draw a line to divide those who have lived longer but still wander they are not fine or wise they have just grown tired                                      …

  these things thoughts they are some poor soul’s reality just the thought turns your body cold and makes your soul weep you know it is not necessary you know it is because of another who thought they deserved control control over others control over the world as if the universe were their very own…

minds held captive to fear, locks latched onto creativity, held from a higher intelligence,   capitive to the illusion that they are free, unable to fight for what they have never known,   what lays beyond walls built up, they do not know, ironically lost in their own prison, they do not realize, the skills…

Deep Rest

The worst period of my life began right around the time I was getting ready to go into high school, so when I was in 8th grade. And, it continued up until the end of my sophomore year. When you get into 8th grade, this is the time you start to worry about your future….