A slip here.
A falter there.
My wounds reopening.
I will not
Relinquish
My hope
To you;
Doubt.
Breath stealer.
Dream taker.
Saboteur.
You will not prevail.
A slip here.
A falter there.
My wounds reopening.
I will not
Relinquish
My hope
To you;
Doubt.
Breath stealer.
Dream taker.
Saboteur.
You will not prevail.
Doubt.
Acid in my veins.
Tumultuous twisting in my gut.
I am finding my way blind
In this storm.
(I see the Angels everytime lightening strikes)
This confusion has left
Obstructions I stumbled upon,
My visibility restricted to my hands
As i catch myself.
Waiting for lightening
To cauterize the ache.
(I see Angels everytime it strikes)
And spring has sprung once again.
Why do I always
Doubt
She will return?
Many moons
And suns have come and gone
Since you embarked on this journey.
Your feet light with
Anticipation
When you took your first steps
Now have become heavy
With
Impatience and doubt.
Remember your heart.
Remember your heart beating.
Remember the blood coursing through your veins.
Such life. Such beauty.
The moon and sun are still there with you and
They will not give up.
You will not give up.
Remember your heart.
Remember your heart beating,
And open your eyes.
Open them fully.
Breathe many breaths.
Open your eyes.
See.
Truly you know, if you wish,
You can fly.
Come my love
Soften your skin onto mine.
Let go all barriers.
Let go all doubt.
Let go the veil that hides
Your heart.
Your eyes.
And allow yourself
Contentment.
Allow yourself this moment.
Let your hands wander.
Eyes open to see.
Feel it seep away;
The fear.
Come my love
Indulge your wanting.
Feel again in you
That which has been hollow,
That which has been longing.
And
Together let us
Take in love.
I was reduced to ashes when
You found me.
Your passion
Lit a fire,
An eruption of desire.
I am no longer under my control.
Relit from the inside out
Internal
Flames burn now
Where there was once doubt.
That aching doubt
You keep tucked
Under your ribcage,
Recognize it and allow it to be held kindly.
Grant love permission to come around
And settle deep
Therein.
The heart hopes.
The heart searches.
The mind reasons.
The mind doubts.
The soul knows.
The soul knows.
There are
Countless
Naysayers in my head
Taunting me.
Daring me to move forward,
Doubting I am capable.
It’s like
The gas tank is full,
The windshield is clean
And
The view is clear
But
I’m sitting here with one foot firmly
Planted on
The
Accelerator
While desperately trying to
Maintain pressure on the
Brakes
With the other.
It happens
At night.
The doubt climbs
Onto me
From the inside out
To sit upon my chest
And steal my breath.
There it encourages me to stay.
Safe in my head.
Begs me to lay
Safe in my bed.