they’re wearingturned down faces and dejection likeit is a uniform they are privileged to own,forgetting that it is a loanfrom the consistently consumingculture created in our bellies, wewe stamp in time with a chantagreed upon before our existence,it isthe unwavering desired to be glorified by selfglorified by selfglorified byselfthere is safety in the masses untilContinue reading “uniformed”
She is the dawn and I am the clouds she ever shyly tints. I am the reflective explosions of colour as she chooses where to leave her mark, Iam the birds first waking up after she rises, in my world I wish to control where she rises and sets butin truth there is no wayContinue reading “dance”
Do circumstances justify self-pity?
we are all frail as glass and maybe we should be as transparent with each other so we fully realize our own humanity and leave behind our pride.
the tomorrow that you dreamed of faded, changed but its loss has aided you. and out of the ashes, the light is making something new. something more true than anything you’ve known before.
I am in a glass box and I don’t know how to escape it. I have seen tigers ablaze and actors fake it, half wrung clothes spread out to dry, knowing no one would come to take them in because their purpose had been washed away like the dirt that stained them, I I seeContinue reading “//glass//”
Hands are shaking and somehow, after years of practice I’ve forgotten how to breathe. Two twin birds are chasing each other around my belly, one is called freedom and she is rose-gold-two-tone-cannot-stand-to-be-alone feathers round her dreams. The other, his name is doubt and he is the color of the sea at storm, not the sameContinue reading “a breath.”
Faith, faith is hope in what we do not see. Faith is consistent belief. Faith is security and trust- it isstepping into entirely unknown places andbeing entirely certain that God knows where you are. Security and trust. Fully knowing and being fully blind, this this hope in what we do not see.