I'm a broken girl with curly hair and satin underwear
Under this broken exterior is where I'm beginning to fix the interior within
Still true to its character, a fixed sign refuses to resign its will so easily
Designed with me in mind I know that all will be aligned in time
It's fine not to know what the future holds
You mustn't fold but behold the beauty within the madness
Distress will only set you back
And I won't look back no matter how much I'm lacking in fulfillment
This is my testament
For lent this year I vow to give up my control
I vow to roll like the waves that paved the way for the Israelites
With the ocean only in sight I will continue to fight for air
I sink my staff into the Red Sea and by the grace of God the waters part
I too shall defeat this ancient army
With your arms around me I begin to feel warm
Palms pressed in prayer
Heat tingles through my fingers and up towards the heavens
A dead mans hands come back to life
I feel alive I am reborn
Thorn against the crown on my head
Blood bleeds down my brow and falls at my feet by defeat
The mortal in me wants to end this life
But the God in me insists that there is a higher purpose
Beneath the surface, deep within the Garden of Eden is where I reside
Bountiful blessings fill the room far and wide
Mother always told me that He always provides
But even Eve forgot to put her pride aside
The faster route isn't always the most fruitful
And the most frugal is often the least truthful
Because once a liar, always a liar
And a snake always sheds its skin to reveal that it's made in sin
It will never win
Help me understand which way I'm supposed to go
Cus when I move slow the sand moves quick pulling me further under ground
But when I move fast the ground becomes slick launching me head first into an apple tree
The precision of the collision has left me blind and I can't see
All I'm left with is delusion, I can't come to a conclusion as to how the hell I'm going to come back from this
I made myself a promise that I could do everything
And by everything I mean everything
Even on the days when I can't do anything and when doing nothing feels like everything
Here's the thing
I can't do everything
And that's what makes me human
But I believe I can do anything
And that's what makes me God
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The Age Of Aquarius: Awakening My Emotions Through Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of pieces that tell the story of how I came to embrace ALL of my emotions through poetry and discover my true authentic self. It's based in core human emotions as well as influenced by the stages of grief as I grieve the death o...