Strings

Cut the strings

To heal

To mend

To understand myself

No more brokenness

It stings

Cut strings

Almost feels like

Regret

Processing

Missing

Thinking

Overthinking

Rolling with it

Returning to my 1st true love

Eyes up

I cut the strings

Mourning them

And I don’t know why

The Light

Dark clouds loom

In the distance

Sunlight splinters its beauty

Illuminating the darkness

Destroying its embrace

Even in the simplicity

Of the light

Darkness

Can’t hide, can’t run

The light calls

To Courage

To Truth

To Love

To Forgiveness

To Freedom

Even in the darkness

Resides beauty

Waiting

Darkness cannot

Nor will not

Hold captive the beauty

Of the light that is coming

Simply believe

Have hope

A little faith

And wait for it

The light

Illuminating everything

Gloves Are Off

I never knew

Hatred

Such a prevalent force

So ugly

Frozen

A face of

Sunday masks

Stories so good

They swayed others

No one fighting

For the underdog

Or ask

Assumptions made

Crazy

Holding to the belief of

A plan

A hope

A future

Your life

My life

Our lives

The ugly

The diabolical

The entitled

Won’t matter

The plan

Already written

Angels already

Sent ahead

Prayers for

Fair

Truth

Peace

No fear

Of the dark

Not running

Standing

Owning

Knowing

There is a plan

Death quickens

Those seeking

To twist

And destroy

Warped realities

Make believe endings

Prayers cancel evil intent

The gloves are

OFF

Find Me

Is there something wrong with me?

I feel damaged

As though I won’t

Recover or feel

What it feels like to have

Normalcy

I’m not equipped

I have moments

Of fear

Gripping me

I lose my footing

Shaking my head

Where is my bold & sassy self?

Have I lost you?

I must find you again

You deserve to be set

Free

You’re there somewhere

Find me

Wrong

Heart pounding

Could this be true?

Words used loosely

Or were they?

I wanted to believe

But walls so tall

Nothing learned

Or the saying is true,

“It is what it is”

Just when I thought

I was wrong

I wasn’t

One day

I’d like to be

Wrong

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