Every Heart Simply Wishes to Be Heard

When every honest word

Is caught in your throat

It is the poet’s job to become the voice for what you cannot say

Every heart simply wishes to be heard

As it dances like a drum 108,000 beats per day

We have 108,000 opportunities to listen

But perhaps the thought of feeling

Is too much

Revolving Door

My life is not a revolving door

You cannot expect to walk into a house that you once burned to ash

It took me a long time to rebuild upon what you broke

And this time I will not let you in so easily

My keys are to be earned

Are You in Love with Your Now?

It is bittersweet when you realize

You are living the memories

You will look back on and wish you could return to

My nostalgia for the present often haunts me

I know I will never live the same moment twice

And yet this is the price that comes with a human life

How priceless is it to live in a world where every moment is temporary?

This is the one and only time the sweet rose that is you

Will bloom in this way

The Danger of Victimization

We are all responsible for our beliefs

Yet we victimize ourselves for temporary relief

Not realizing the poison this spreads

Since we’re all connected in an intricate web

I am accountable only to the edges of my skin

I cannot control what you learn and take in

I must live with my own energy anytime I judge

Letting go is much better than gripping onto a grudge

Our evolution is on its own clock

And only we can choose to open our locks

The Maze

Your path will be found as you walk blinded in the darkness, stumbling until you learn to see through the eyes of your heart. We are all lost in a maze called life, with pieces of ourselves scattered throughout. As you walk your path, you pick up those pieces of yourself along the way, becoming whole with each lesson. And as we all know with mazes, the path is never a straight line. No one can tell you for certain what is the right way, and only you can take a step on your journey. But remember, my love, life only ever asks for one step at a time. You can take the long way or you can learn your lessons with a hard shortcut. Whichever route you take, you will learn and love until you are whole within all your pieces again.

Just Love

And if you remember anything,

Let it be this:

Above all else, just love

It is the simple joys of living

That are the most fulfilling

One Year

It has been one year. One year since I first looked into your blue eyes that seemed to contain within them the entire sea. One year since I placed my heart in your shaking hands. It has been one year of growing and healing. One year of finding strength in my bones. One year of learning to become a force of nature. One year of understanding what self-love really means and how to never betray or abandon myself again. One year of discovering the power of a soft heart that could have so easily hardened. You became a memory, a part of the story I told. But when I saw you again, it was as though all the life that had happened in between dissolved. You were the same person I had always known. What surprised me was how different I felt. I did not expect to see my change reflected in your eyes.