I just hope that we will stop getting uncomfortable at another's success. Let's be happy and celebrate each one's triumphs and be with each other at every downhill journey.
makes angels of us all
and gives us wings
into inmortal freedom.
something like it
Freedom to do
as much as my
manic mind mandates
~ Lady Sativa 🍃
This life related to relationships,
Yet again you say that you are free.
So is freedom a freedom ???
That you are going
Is the best way
I know to avoid
Of thinking you have
Something to lose.
You are already
There is no reason
Not to follow your heart
~ Steve Jobs
Today I let go. Releasing my grip on your empty heart. No longer will I make excuses for why you weren’t there, why you didn’t care.
Today I let go of the lies that I wanted to believe, my heart said believe, my subconscious said no. I deserve better, someone who will respect me and build me up...not humiliate me and tear me down.
Today I let go of the pain from each time you left to be with him, leaving both me and our children alone. Your selfishness ruling both your life and ours.
Today I let go of the love of my life, my soulmate, my everything. You let go long ago, I was just blind, holding on to memories.
Today I can breathe.
I wrote a poem on freedom it generally entailed the mask I had worn for some time because the fear of knowing me had haunted my spirit n stolen those very moments of freedom that which kept me in bondage from introducing myself to me. When I finally looked into its mirror n saw its reflection of someone n which I never knew but loved what it reflected. I am a person of resilient character n exude a being that is quite befitting of many facades to life...Afterall, it's bondage was just a me talk mechanism n order to keep one stagnant n afraid...But now I am free from its grip of impossibilities....For each day brings a different kinda vibrance n a song n which to sing...Lyric Dream..the queen ...
I woke today with this headache. You know the one that squeezes the bottom of your skull. My muscles in my neck feel so tight it is tender to touch. Did I sleep much, probably not but I open my eyes. I am alive. I can do this.
I am feeling, breathing, moving. The rain has stopped, the sun is shining, the birds are singing. My mini chihuahua, Choco, yawns as he stretches up to my chest to search for me to pet him. He yawns in my face, Yep, It's time to get up.
I can do this.
The kitchen fan is blowing, it is loud. I can still hear the morning noises so clearly. I put my coffee in the straining cloth pouch and put a pan to boil water. I sit at the kitchen table, I begin to smoke my...
My heart started to ooze out one day,
A toxin of poison and angst.
So I hurried over and begged to know the reason.
She told me she wanted a voice.
I visited my mind and humbly asked,
For partial ownership of the throat.
He clogged it up and vehemently disagreed,
Saying he was saving us from her daily boasts.
"She's a kid, a little toddler!
She has no restraint!" He complained.
"She cries one moment and laughs the next,
Pitiful, impulsive, INSANE!"
I went back to my heart with my head hanging in shame,
From all the hurtful words he had said.
She lifted my chin and whispered to me
To talk to my hands instead.
"I'll grow old with you, we'll die together,
So let's do the best we can."
The risk of staying
must be greater
than the risk
the silver lining is
that from the
w r e c k a g e,
i could build
f o u n d a t i o n.
Tonight, I was preparing
I was finding the right words, the right gestures
I was rehearsing, to be ready for you, today
Listening to the sad song of birds, singin with me in the rain
Last night I cried, I laughed, I remembered, I sang
I didn't sleep
Too tired and excited to finally fulfill my imagination,
Today, you aren't here
You left me alone, in this huge little room
Filled with my hopes and fears
And I'm hurt,
All the things I prepared, the words I chose, the gestures I decided to make, are fading away
I will burn them all, with the fire of my dreams, with the pain of my hopes, with the rage of my tears
And I'm tired, tired of waiting, tired of preparing every night for ...
i held her hand,
or maybe she held mine,
and we watched the waves crash
and listened to the thunder
she always taught me
that beneath the surface of the storm
is where i’ll find truth and beauty and hope
and she has never led me astray
- ashley jane
(happy mother’s day, mom)
Freedom to me, is like an opening of free thought..An uncontrolled environment....It's mind n'which doesn't distant itself because of its past pains...It's a endless journey of knowing theory of intellect.....For freedom is the joy u keep, knowing you can always smile, even when it hurts...By: Lyric Dream....The queen of the pen...
Damn those positivity quotes!
.. I still wait for him with hope.
OWN THE THINGS
THAT SET YOU FREE
Credits- heard it long before, understood it's truth lately.