She is a bashful, smiling enigma Courteous to others, harsh on herself With only the slightest trace of melancholy Flickering almost imperceptively Across her face. Only a rare few ever see beyond the pleasantness She gladly defers to others to avoid herself Deflecting questions like a super power She will listen for ages about anythingContinue reading “Hiding”
When our eyes adjust to the darkness, We begin to see the bars of our self-imposed prisons Realizing the whys and hows of our stagnancy That eventually open the door for our escape. I know what the lurking shadows feel like, The chains of depression on a tender soul Steeped in the shame of everyContinue reading “Out of the Dark”
When we are givers, giving sustains us Providing oxygen through the fractured chambers of our hearts Offering what we need most for ourselves, to others Loving others to better understand how to love ourselves. Could it be an unconscious form of self-deprivation? An act of self-punishment for our own lack? At its root, dear soul,Continue reading “Givers”
There is a festering wound in me That I must confront, that I must see But it’s as if my mind is always running To escape the lurking presence of sorrow, As if it were a monster, always prowling, Seeking to disarm my carefully composed resolve To face the unbearable without truly breaking. I don’tContinue reading “Leaning Toward”
Healing is meant to hurt, But no one tells us so It is the sting of metamorphosis The collapsing grief of letting go As our hearts begin to remember The bittersweet of our history When we see the whole perspective Of life, of loss, of synchronicity. It will not last forever, dear soul, Though atContinue reading “Metamorphosis”
What I wish for you is that you could see your worth Not from the tainted lens of a biased and cruel world But from deep within yourself, for yourself. What I wish for you is that you could start believing That there is still hope hiding beneath the rubble Of sudden heartaches and unexpectedContinue reading “What I Wish for You”
Courage grows even in starless spaces Ignited within, glowing fervently Burning brightly even as shoulders stoop Urging forward even as fingers quake.
When the bitter cold sets into our veins When the glare of ice and snow begins to disenchant Our hearts start to pine for the first signs of spring To thaw out the winter from our souls. We are beings of hope in times of darkness With a natural pull toward regeneration, rebirth Gravitating towardContinue reading “Longing for Spring”
Isn’t it strange that we cannot break down Until we are finally safe? Holding onto our hypervigilance Until we can give our hearts permission To quietly break.
Remarkably, still we rise. After a tearful, restless night with no foreseeable end We rise up with the sun and press on, press on. No physical strength left to hold up our tired heads Yet with borrowed grit we stand again and again. Never dreaming we would be traversing this path alone We cry whileContinue reading “And Still We Rise”