Lost Treasure

Sometimes it feels like we're living on memories, of how great it used to be. How about realising, the potential of how much better it could be? There's still so much more to learn, to explore, to uncover. Why give up now thinking the journey's over, just because you think, you've arrived, at the destination? Open your eyes and see beyond, the limitations you've previously set. See him, and her and definitely see me. Open your heart and feel, feel more than your personal barriers allow you to. Feel that and certainly feel this. Open your mind and think, think past the invisibly lines, that have held you back. Think about how, and when, and always think about you. And when you're open, you can let go of the fear, and you can dream boldly, and you can live fully, and you can re-discover your lost treasure.

Past, Present, Future

Disappointments of the past have left me guarded, unsure, scared.
Yet in my present, I'm humbled by pieces of kind hearted humanity; surrounded by breath taking beauty; inspired by subtle caresses of hope; awakened by unrelenting faith. I take off the mask, and I open up; naked, unashamed. I take chances, live through the precious illusions, the harsh realities and those times I'm floating in between. There's times it feels so good - joy, laughter, fun, happiness. There's times it feels so bad - more disappointments, set backs, misunderstandings, sadness.
When I think of the future, I know the paths are somewhere out there laid out for me to walk on, and the clues are hidden in plain sight for me to find. And it's exciting, it's scary, it's my destiny... I can't wait!

Heaven and Hell

Words cut and penetrate and the pain forces me to my knees. Bound and caged by imaginary chains and walls, that keep me here. I'm getting up and coming back for more, each and every time. Whispering "Take some more". Silly me, I think I can handle it. Why not? I'm strong enough, balanced enough, I can get back on my feet. I can shield it off, deal if I so choose. Can't I? Look how well I'm doing?... Look how well I can pretend. I'm withering, and I'm dying inside, and I'm fading into nothingness. And I don't want to be in nothingness. Yet still I keep coming back for more...

Because I've seen the other side. I've had words caress and illuminate and the joy lifted me up off the ground. It was free will and the gentle tug of my heart that kept me here. I stayed and only wanted more bliss each and every time. Whispering "Everything that I am, is yours". Silly me, I thought I could make you see it. Why not? I'm sweet enough, beautiful enough, I could sweep you off your feet. I could get past the shield, show you I'm the real deal. Look how well we fit... I don't have to pretend. I'm soaring, and alive inside, and emerging into completeness. And I want to be in completeness. This is why I keep coming back for more...