Letting Go

Why should I let go?
It’s not that I want to
It’s that the feelings are stronger
Than I’d care to admit
And it’s easier to let them float away with the wind
Than to let them soak in the waters that were created by the tears that I’ve cried while waiting for a solid sign
The earth that I stand on quivers and shakes with every thought
And every sigh
The fire…it
Burns.
It’s not that I want to let go
But that it feels like the only way out of this…insanity
Do I feel ashamed that I can give and give
Without condition
With full submission?
No. Not at all.
But logic will tell me that it makes no sense
That I should give up feeling what is just pretend
Just a daydream
Just a fantasy
But then again
It would take just one move
One word
One look
And logic walks right out the door
As I let you back in
And the entire cycle begins again
So do I let go
And then it’s gone for good?
Or keep holding on
Until I’m gone?

Unsending Messages

Unsent a message
Just as soon as you sent it
But I took a screen shot of the notification
A mouthful about nothing if you had to unsend it
A whole paragraph about things you’ve been feeling
Just to take it all back
To make me think that I’m seeing things
If it isn’t there now, did it never exist?
Typing, typing
Stop.
Offline.
Well, just say what you have to say
Or don’t bother at all
What’s the difference if you’re scared and always “unsending” your feelings?
Alright, let me say something, for a change:
I’m not sitting around waiting, so if you want something, express it.
Don’t take it back shyly. It’s not cute or appealing.
I like…
Determination.
Expression.
Confidence.

Hit Send!

Okay, wait… did I really just send that?

Bedtime Tea

Just like this tea, I am in need

Of some sugar, honey, and maybe cream

So hot and spicy

This ginger tea

To ease the pain

Of my unsettled woes

To ease the strain

On my severed hopes

To soothe my throat

After all this crying

To give me life

When I feel I’m dying

Just like this tea

I can heal my pain

Forget the sadness

Ignore the rain

Take joy in each sip

From the cup that’s life

Go on with my day

Until it turns to night

Just like this tea

I am in need

To be poured into a vessel

And be held

And ease

11:11, a poem

a poem about twin flames

11:11
Hello my friend
So good to see you again
Time to recycle old feelings
And renew these vows until the end


Look at my reflection
And you’ll see yourself
For your eyes see through my soul
And my soul is in tune with yours
Entangled


Do you remember when we first locked eyes?
It seems like we can escape time
Like we’ve met before in a previous life
Like we’ve known each other
Like you were mine


11:11
I think of you
And you just show up
No need to call you
You hear my thoughts
And respond in an instant


If I could choose a friend for the end of the world
I’d choose you again and again


I feel this melancholy like I’m missing you
I’m missing you like I’ve been with you
I’m feeling like I’m needing you
Not in the way that I can’t live without you
But I don’t want to be without you


11:11
You emerge again
You awaken me from my slumber
You ignite my hunger
You set the fire and walk away
Then tell me that you should’ve stayed
Come closer, without delay


11:11
My twin flame

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