all that reaches out
whether genuine and loving
or presenting a facade
those hands can connect us
but also destroy our trust in humanity
we rely on the kindness of strangers
and find families tear us to shreds
in these times, we are brutally becoming more distant
seeking ever more refuge in new communities
starting over with less
handicapped again
when does love win?
Redux
Love me so hard
I forget the pain
I came with.
Free the me
who wants
to return love.
It’s there deep within.
I promise.
I have it to give.
Please occupy
the space
between my molecules.
Filling this
empty,
tainted soul.
Please help me
to release
these demons.
To make the room
inside for all
you can share.
Your strength
meets mine
and helps me rise.
When you’re where
I finally leave;
I’ll be here, dear.
Then it’s my turn.
Your slide to the dark,
my cross to bear.
Originally posted 4/6/2019 on I Write Her.
a tender embrace
with such loving protection
sibling so lucky
Inspired by What do you see #306
crisp conversation
with a visceral response
we are over now
we bend under pressure
and sustained battery to the psyche
and yet
ironically, those “contributions” can raise the quality of life
our troubles and the suffering surrounding us
can become extinct when the beauty of love shows up
when we treasure the existence of humanity
and gift it what it needs
those weakened
can begin again with renewed strength
love is a calm feeling
speckled with acceptance and joy
bringing to us
a hope eternal
in the presence of peace
the air feels uncomplicated
and an internal burgeoning smile
lifts your entire being
let the light in, tribe
claim joy from the suffering
strive and obtain
liberation and freedom
love is what we should always live for
Every time I’m on TikTok and Hugo’s videos appear, I develop a smile that widens my face, and a warmth spreads through my chesticle cavity. Follow and enjoy! What have you got to lose? Well, only the things weighing you down!
Auf!
a commitment made
we will stand strong together
only this love soothes
there is an underworld hiding in relationships
like the place of departed souls in hades
it’s weakness
maybe he didn’t mean to hurt you
or abuse your trust
but he did
his deeds were intentional
his needs, desires, and wants came first
like you didn’t matter
his love is an illusion
a lie you can’t believe in anymore
Redux
mom, your biggest fan
your future, a mystery
letting the reins go
Originally posted on 3/18/2019 on I Write Her.
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