Words not enough to express
Tears fall till they dry
leaving my cheeks
pink blushed
weary wales abound and my soul
bangs the prison in my mind
yelling., let me out
free me from me
The Silence Within
In the silence, I found a storm A tempest raging, unspoken and warm The weight of words left unspoken grew A heavy burden, crushing, anew
I was a child, unloved and alone The love I received was not love at all, but a tone A tone that said "you're not enough" and "you're wrong" Echoes that haunted me, where love should have been strong
The silence was a chasm, deep and wide A breach that gaped, where connection should have resided I searched for solace, for a gentle hand But found only echoes, in this desolate land
In the silence, I screamed and I cried Tears that fell like autumn rain, as the storm inside subsided slowly, like a tide receding from the shore Leaving behind the wreckage of what I once had store
Dear 2021
You are finally here, funny enough i do not remember thinking of you and putting concrete plans for you on paper. I do not remember setting what i want you to be like for me, years go by that easily always , but 2021 you proved different, first you started with passion then love and now work. Respectively, had if i had seen you coming i would have cried less and lived more, had i heard you coming i would have streched with joy more instead of crouching in sadness. Is it bizarre that the most difficult of years in this generation is my one of my happiest years? Be it or not, it still is my year.
You walked into my life with so many uncertainties and heavily weighing down troubles. I stand before you with my battered and shattered esteem. My physique slouched and head some what down cast. A smile here and there to fool the humans. 2021 you come with a beautiful breeze, a sense of refreshment and re-birth. First you remind of the dream of dancing around as a little ballerina, then you colour my world with a beautiful film amidst all that you award me joy in my lonesome state.
You are truly a dream come true. It is my twenty-fifth year of life on earth and it feels like i am only beginning to live now, yes community norms do come in once in a while, but those can only imprison me, so i chose to focus on you 2021. looking deep into you i see so much light, too much to bear, the closer i look the brighter it becomes, had i known you were this beautiful to me, i would have danced longer in the rain.
You are celebrating, Its an exquisite jubilee. Standing still before you i observe your growing flowers, their stem strong and flexible enough to take the form of my body. I see her, I see the woman you want to receive. Brilliant! I think to myself, could this be what freedom feels like? .
You are beginning to look like Jeremiah 29:11. Your conduct reads Psalm 23, your breeze like that of Proverbs 3:5, your freshness like Isaiah 40:31, your mystery like 1 Samuel 15: 22-23, your focus like 2 Peter 3:9.
You Are beginning to reveal yourself, i am puzzled and marveled, starring deep i feel the gift is being handed to me.
2021 - Breath !!
Thank you Jesus
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