Some souls are meant to intercept
And quickly go upon their way.
Some are meant to intertwine
Never truly parting
Ways.
Some souls are meant to intercept
And quickly go upon their way.
Some are meant to intertwine
Never truly parting
Ways.
I used to bathe myself in
Other
People’s emotions,
Until I could not tell up from down.
And I began to drown.
I could not find the air.
I
Could not tell which feelings were mine
Or theirs.
And in a matter of time
I was
Suffocating.
She let loose all of her monsters at once,
As soon as she felt his honest approach.
She let the demons out quickly.
He did not have time to breathe
As they descended upon him.
Her secret hope was that he would be
Terrified
And run away.
That was her secret hope.
Yes she is quiet.
Perceptive as well.
Words are like treasures
Rising from her heart
And falling from her lips.
Saved only to share
With those who treat them as such.
Much
Like
Her
Love.
I was falling
From the stars
When
You caught me in
Your heart.
You saved me from myself.
And there,
I found myself.
I am awake.
I am alive.
No longer sleeping with the beasts on the inside.
Once
You realize you
Feel
Beauty,
You
Will never see
Anything
Or
Anyone
In the same
Way.
Our ancestors speak in
Whispers
To the soul.
They have learned,
They know
That when speaking in
Loud rumblings,
In anger
You cannot hear.
This is what echoes back to you.
So,
They whisper in love and kindness
When all is quiet
To remind us
Of
The way.