Sunday, November 18, 2018

Ever

Nothing is permanent
everything will be
the journey is life
life is change
Nothing is permanent

Love is.
Becoming one's self
is the journey at play
play through life
Live love.

Friday, November 9, 2018

Repudiate

heavy
disheartened
my chest constricts
as my eyes try not to well up
thud...thud....thud
my heartbeat sounds
as though it can't trudge on
I gasp for air
realizing I forgot to breathe
trying not to sound disappointed
as I quickly get away
to crawl deep within myself
and hide for fear that it will catch up
if I hide in a hole
maybe then it won't find me
maybe then I can escape
the wretched grasp,
the grip of rejection