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Tear Me Apart

You tear me apart,

You rip me from the inside like ripping petals of a rose, deserting a briefcase full of money like it has no worth. I feel like I deserve so much better then, what I have gave myself.

I literally, drive myself crazy letting you in to destroy me. I am done allowing your demons into mold me into a bad human being. I want light to enter me. Not other’s darkness.

I will stand up against, the black tide, I will arise like a hydra from water and a lotus from the mud. I am not broken, I am fixed and healing.

I am done and through with letting you devalue my whole being. Goodbye your a monster, a narcissistic, manipulative being.

A bad seed, that must be left to rot. That I will not water any longer. I shall water my own roots, grow my own path, without you tearing me apart anymore. Watch me grow in my trenches, trudging the highest ground while, you fall beneath me.

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Beautiful Disaster

Shattered eyes, painful memories, broken wings of a butterfly, broken home. Dysfunction, pain, and hate, is all she knows. The unfortunate events, that led her to be the most fragile delicate soul. She could conquer the world, if she wanted. The people who control her. The people who have taken her voice. They told her she didn’t have a choice. 

Mind held hostage, camoflauged love for abuse, a battered, broken muse. Being mistreated, misused. You might as well murder her and silence her soul? You treat her like, she’s some kind of profane being. Some kind of animal ready to be slaughtered and, eated.

What the fuck kind of family allows their child to get raped, trafficked and molested? Oh mother earth, mother earth, what have we done? To our women, to our sons? What have we become? So much hatred breeding through the seeds within. Breeding evil creatures on this planet, breeding demons within people. God’s angels are crying, as he watches his people.

I sit on a rock, on top of a mountain and, pray for better days. Pray for armageddon to go away. Pray for peace and, our sisters and, women to be treated with respect, love and tolerance. Where is the harmony? What is happening is such a tragedy. 

Will we ever wake up from this? Her only escape, is for peace and comfort. Because, everyday, she has suffered.

So my brothers! Quit raping and beating your women.

So my women! Quit controlling and cheating on your husbands.

Dear, lost children, you will find your homes. Dear addicts you are not alone.

LOVE IS THE ANSWER TO ALL OUR EARTHLY PROBLEMS; LOVE OVER RULES HATE.

Breed love, not hate.

 

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Empathy

”Sensitivity to the worlds pain, chaos and, madness,

I call upon my spirits to heal the planet with their mysticism and magic.

I feel the earths energy beneath my palms, all the negativity, the death, dying, hungry, sick and diseased.

I ask and beg God, please, heal her, the planet, she’s bleeding, as, we cocoon ourselves.

She will lock herself in and heal among everything else.”

 

 

 

 

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Ms. Psycho

Ms. Psycho,

Psychosis, psychosomatic, dramatic, plagued, cursed, broken, chokin’, voices in my

head, am I the chosen one, the lonely one, sitting alone holding a gun thinking,

Maybe, and why not?

Heaven knows it, angels falling, tears crashing, ashes burning, demons dancing,

Moon Spells, jingling bells, wishing wells, howling wolves, black cats, glistening moonshine,

Stars scattered, planets aligned, soul connections, I face my reflection, every rejection is a lesson, god’s protection,

hate is like a lethal injection, love outlives all, and outweighs and overrules hate,

I try to practice loving my brothers and sisters everyday, even if I don’t feel fully spiritually awake.

Because, you see there are vultures and snakes out there trying to take you down.

Gotta learn to dismiss them all, block ’em all off, and, if anyone makes a attack cut their heads off.

True friends, stay and stick around, when, your down. Fake friends leave when, your down.

That is why, you have to learn to be your own friend and keep loving and guiding yourself on your own spiritual and healing journey.

Don’t trust in others gods; trust your own. Own your throne.

 

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What is love?

What is love?

When, all it does is use you, mistreat you and lie and deceive you.

How can I be happy for others, when, I am not even happy, myself?

Drowning out the sounds, I listen to the rain on the window seal.

I try to remember what is real. What is really bothering me.

Is it the thought of you with a another women, or the thought of you leaving my life.

Because, I am not the women for you. Love is so misleading, misguiding and the parts never fit the same, the puzzle is never ending, myths lead to tragedies and fantasy leads to despair and a sadness that won’t leave.

Is this is all just made up or mystical belief? I am a mystic, I know that love is non existent.

In a world, so cold, so thoughtless, and cruel. It’s only mission to take out the weak, poor and useless, then, to hang us up to dry the strong, the chosen, waiting for the answers, the answers that never come by. We are all still searching within…

I am opening my heart, I am spreading my wings. Nobody is listening….Are you listening?