I keep telling myself
To be done with writing
About this mess
It just won’t stop
Coming out
Are you a figment of my imagination
How can you be real to me when
I am forbidden knowledge to you
I am the ancients whispering in the wind to you
Follow your heart — not others words
Stay on your mark — suicide is still
Possible while living and denying your truth
I’ve decided I have lost you
To karma — your ego has won
Your life is successful
Your home narrative a miracle
Others come to you for advice
On a happy wife and a happy life
What a ghost you are to me
I write to you as I’ve passed on
I write this out like I’ll never see you again
I don’t think I will
I wear this hole in my chest
Like an amulet I can’t get off
Scrape these truths from my lips
Like it’s your poison you left me with
The darkness wants me to give in
They are using you to get me in
No dark heart here
I choose to mend
Maybe I never knew you all along
Maybe I’m cursed to think of you
And wonder if we were ever gonna
Write those songs
I feel blessed and cursed to remember you
Feel less than thrust when your name
Enters the Q
I’ve asked God for years what am I
Supposed to do
I understand now in this human
Game we play how Lilith and Medusa
Came into their characters with such rage
Have you ever been denied ?
Like your whole existence ?
Have you ever had your whole
Relationship with someone else
Be truly truly tested ?
You’ve denied me
Lied about me
Cast me aside like all the rest
Denied truth
Came back to me as a friend
Then fled in the night
Like you didn’t hurt your friend
Your guilt shows up in my dreams
Im over here trying to breathe
I used to only see the good in you
You shined so bright I couldn’t imagine
You letting the world get to you
But I was blinded by my own truth
The mirror has broken
The spirits behind come out
So many times they’ve been unspoken
I’ve tasted your shadow side
Choked on the volcanic ash
That you claim is you inside
Manic conversations of me
Trying to tame your insides
Reality is showing clear
I am clear
Im thankful for the boy
Who wrote my tattoo
Thankful for the girl
Who could see through her
Impending doom
I had to figure out if I loved you
Before the needle could blend
This into me forever
And with that first cut into my skin
I knew you had already lived in me forever
So what does it matter who you are
What you are doing or who you are doing
They are all your lessons
What does your name or job matter
When you’ve had thousands of names
And times and wives and children
I know you love them so
Im sure when you felt your truth
Was all meaningless
You decided ignorance is best
“I know she’ll take care of me”
Like you deserve nothing more
Than a selfish child claiming
You as her provider to be
I remember wanting to be loved so bad
I settled — I remember saying to myself
I’ll never see him again because I chose
This guy instead — I just never understood
Why I always had to choose between
Being in love with someone else and
Being your friend —
Why — you the only one who
Comes to this consistent mess
Why you when I told you
I just want us to be friends
Awakened is the truth in me
Receiving these burdens
Surrendering them over to creation
I remember what the poem said
Do you
It talks of my intuition
Living the pain as if it’s passion
The hard times up ahead
The light of escape
Unbinding karma
You stand there as it happens
Finishing the last few lines
Of the poem with blood spilt
From my head
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they stand controlled
and look, it is their day
now they can see
what you cannot just an
Apple of Eden whose core now rotts
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Never did I see you becoming
One of the blind that talks of me
Not strong enough to stand up for me
So you become a part of them
It’s a barrier of karma I can’t come through
When I do I’m made to be your fool
Such a sweet girl — so in love with you
Never did I think your heart could
Break away from the truth of these times
I write to you as I’m gone
Have been for awhile
But certainly from now on
I am a ghost to you
Close your eyes and here I am
Waiting for you
Tell me how to sit
Where to lay — what to say or sing
Tell me words I’m dying to hear
Take these words and transmute them high
I’ve always been the type of person
No one knows how to honor until their gone
No phone calls can get through to the afterlife
You will have regrets of all that time you wasted
Release it immediately — vibrate high
It truly is energy — frequency — vibration
My compassion will always connect us
To your truth — but you’d do well
To practice my exit from this imprisoned veil
Im leaving first my love
Writing out the treasure map
One day at a time
Your personal psychic healer
Remember it’s my compassion
That keeps me writing this way
My soul is in control
My ego rereads and tries to delete
I am in the same battle as you
One day closer
One step closer
I see the light of escape
I know what I have to do for myself
To end this cycle
I know what I came here for
It’s not my fault anymore
I know who you are
Shun me please from your existence
Exile me from your life
I am in your veins
Pure nectar your shame refuses
Eternity is a long time to live alone
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1:18pm
1:35pm
May 14th 2022
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