New day,new ways

We humans were not made to be idle.We are on this earth to make the most of it and to look after the creations that came before us.When laying in bed and negative thoughts starts to pop up for no good reason, what you've got to do is move. Scream if you want to but … Continue reading New day,new ways

The whispers

The whispersI can hear.The actions areConfirmationOf the thoughtsThat play in your mind. The whispersI can hear.Your words tell meWhat those whispersTell you. Allow me to intervene.Allow me to disruptThe flow of negativityWithin you. Let my wordsWash over thoseWhispers in your mind. The whispers in your mindI can hear Allow meTo intervene.I can helpBut it is … Continue reading The whispers

If God was a person

If God was a personI would fucking hug him.But because he is in everything livingI take in the moments and the surroundings I'm in.I allow myself to radiate with gratitude.That's the only way I can tell himThat I am greaful.Words fall short when feelings are filled with expressions words can't describe.The groans and laughtersHe knows … Continue reading If God was a person

Do you know?

Do you know or did you knowThat self love is a thing?Do you know or did you knowThat self awareness is the key.The key to healing and realising all thoseToxic energy that's within. Did you know or do you knowThat the respect you give yourselfIs the respect that echos back to youIn the physical realm … Continue reading Do you know?

The battle with self

There is no finish lineIn this world of ours.There are always weaknessessTo strengthen and battles to win.The life of oursCan make us weakWhen we allow it.So I tell you using theSame words my higher selfTells me: close that doorOf yours and bang your weaker self out Go hardcore on yourselfAnd never let it slip you … Continue reading The battle with self

Broken Bridge

The feelings we had for each otherWas never one of loveBut of lust.I see it nowWith the cloudsGone .I can see we wereCraving for affection.Broken as we wereWe craved to be lovedBut we made it upAs we go. We Lived and made our own fairytale.We lived as though we had conquered the world.You were my … Continue reading Broken Bridge

Less Than

It's never said bluntly.You just have to readIn between the words they speak.You ain't like themEven though you are with them.You try to act like themBut you still ain't one of them. You start to fall short.They start to come at youWith their words.Making you feel less than them.Even when you were raised by them.You … Continue reading Less Than

Wonders of words

The wonders of wordsCan be felt by the listener.The emotions carried by wordsCan be felt by the listener.Kind words are not meant to hurt.So why do they?Why do kind positive words slash my skin and spark or shock my blood? What is it about wordsThat move people?The wonders of wordsCan be felt by listeners.It can … Continue reading Wonders of words

Not who I thought

I've got to check myselfCause I thought I knew myself.Through this journey,The hurt childSlowly became theDead child.What was is notWhat is. Your identity is notIn the past.Who am I lookingFor in the past?Just a few gapsThat had to be healed.Don't beat yourselfUp over it.You never knewAbout it. I thought I knew myself.Never thought my pastLead … Continue reading Not who I thought

Some days

Some days I liveTo see me throughYour eyes.Some days I lay inBed and pounderHow others see me.I want to see me throughThe eyes of others. I want to see meFrom a different perspective.Can I see me fromTheir eyes?Can I meet meThrough their memories?Is that allowed? You can meetYou just yetYou are not readyTo see you.You … Continue reading Some days