May you always remember that you are enough...
as the vultures of inadequacy roam above your head
and as you travel through this hot and often times bothersome existence.
May you remember always that you are enough ,and if there be any lack it is in your mind and eyes
and how your mind's eye perceives you in this life situation.
No matter what it may be you are enough to venture through it.
You are enough to battle.
You are strong enough to hold your sword.
Brave enough to fight your battles.
You my dear are enough.
As you go through this world, naysayers will manifest of the finest air itself with purpose no more than you cause impediment and once the block has been laid, like the finest dust that almost did never exist-it shall pass away and so too I hope you also remember that you are enough to hold your mind securely between your ears-hold it tight, cover it with your hands and keep the pace of pressing forward.
Forever my darling,remember you are enough.
No sadness, no malice,no heartache, no anguish too much- You are enough.
Relation-ally, we lay quick to be diminished. We provide the listing of new names to our slavers .They now hold the voice as to what is good and what is bad about us...and so we move with what it said. their validation ,our invisible first name. They confirm what is abundant and what is lacking- we are never enough for them-always lacking.
No matter how hot the sun. how parched our throats, how bleeding our deep fleshy wounds- we are not enough. No matter how much we pick and pick and cut and cut and do and do for you- we are never enough. Relationally, we are never enough.
The hoops of fire I could jump through? ceaseless.
The jaws of the lions that I stick my head in?- countless.
The sharks in the water I swim through for you.... hunger for my desperate flesh
and you dangle fancy, above me.
There is nothing I can do-that will ever be enough for you for your deficit exists outside my sphere and what I could ever control.
I want you
but your plot is to destroy my world. Like a mad man spread throughout the centuries, I ride my unicycle,jump through hoops of fire, stick my head and risk my mind in ungodly places. I nurse my gaping wounds of rejection. I watch my warm life force trickle and cool down my skin- my sticky blood escaping me...almost separating into blood and water...like you and me...one the blood the other the water.
Like you and me..one the oil and one the water.
Like you and me...one the wood and one the cutter.
Like you and me..one the structure..one the fire..
Like you and me..one the 3rd world country..the other a tragic natural disaster.
Like you and me..one the giver ..one the taker.
Like you and me ..like reality..like the finest dust that ever did exist.
Like the you and me that seemed fantasy-only to me but nothing substantial in reality.
Like you and me, me naive and believing in love...and you the carrier of my precious "once was"
"Diminishment diminishment"-Diminishment is not a word and though Oxford dictionary scolds me..
Your lack luster diminishing love consoled me. You would tell me sweet stories of the scent of cracking leather and rub my belly whilst my back bleeds. So deep in delusion, so much blood has been lost...almost as if you continued till you could but reach in and pull my heart beating from my back.
Most deceivers give a knife.
You, being more devious of the kind..always intend to take a laugh.
Rolling and slithering through this world..I did not see you as the devil.
I did not distinguish your lies...
Years of education don't prepare you for life..
Where is the small voice saying you are enough.
Beaten,mostly crucified under the torment of your fake love. Death by unicycles..roaming the tight rope of your affection-like a noose it was no doubt. Death by hungry sharks and bored lions. death by Slavery- Slavery to you-that I did not plainly see myself...giving myself..away to the executioner...I thought you asked me to stretch out my hands so you could hold them...not cut them...not hurt them..not scold them..not bind them..no chain them..not trap them..
I have been a fool for you- .... romeo and juillet -montague and capulet mad for you.
I have been your living breathing human entertainer.
Just a puppet with a master. Puppet jump for love..-Jump
Puppet sit for love-sit.
Puppet dance for love-dance.
I have been a slave to you for peanuts of love.
A slave.
No more
I am enough.
as the vultures of inadequacy roam above your head
and as you travel through this hot and often times bothersome existence.
May you remember always that you are enough ,and if there be any lack it is in your mind and eyes
and how your mind's eye perceives you in this life situation.
No matter what it may be you are enough to venture through it.
You are enough to battle.
You are strong enough to hold your sword.
Brave enough to fight your battles.
You my dear are enough.
As you go through this world, naysayers will manifest of the finest air itself with purpose no more than you cause impediment and once the block has been laid, like the finest dust that almost did never exist-it shall pass away and so too I hope you also remember that you are enough to hold your mind securely between your ears-hold it tight, cover it with your hands and keep the pace of pressing forward.
Forever my darling,remember you are enough.
No sadness, no malice,no heartache, no anguish too much- You are enough.
Relation-ally, we lay quick to be diminished. We provide the listing of new names to our slavers .They now hold the voice as to what is good and what is bad about us...and so we move with what it said. their validation ,our invisible first name. They confirm what is abundant and what is lacking- we are never enough for them-always lacking.
No matter how hot the sun. how parched our throats, how bleeding our deep fleshy wounds- we are not enough. No matter how much we pick and pick and cut and cut and do and do for you- we are never enough. Relationally, we are never enough.
The hoops of fire I could jump through? ceaseless.
The jaws of the lions that I stick my head in?- countless.
The sharks in the water I swim through for you.... hunger for my desperate flesh
and you dangle fancy, above me.
There is nothing I can do-that will ever be enough for you for your deficit exists outside my sphere and what I could ever control.
I want you
but your plot is to destroy my world. Like a mad man spread throughout the centuries, I ride my unicycle,jump through hoops of fire, stick my head and risk my mind in ungodly places. I nurse my gaping wounds of rejection. I watch my warm life force trickle and cool down my skin- my sticky blood escaping me...almost separating into blood and water...like you and me...one the blood the other the water.
Like you and me..one the oil and one the water.
Like you and me...one the wood and one the cutter.
Like you and me..one the structure..one the fire..
Like you and me..one the 3rd world country..the other a tragic natural disaster.
Like you and me..one the giver ..one the taker.
Like you and me ..like reality..like the finest dust that ever did exist.
Like the you and me that seemed fantasy-only to me but nothing substantial in reality.
Like you and me, me naive and believing in love...and you the carrier of my precious "once was"
"Diminishment diminishment"-Diminishment is not a word and though Oxford dictionary scolds me..
Your lack luster diminishing love consoled me. You would tell me sweet stories of the scent of cracking leather and rub my belly whilst my back bleeds. So deep in delusion, so much blood has been lost...almost as if you continued till you could but reach in and pull my heart beating from my back.
Most deceivers give a knife.
You, being more devious of the kind..always intend to take a laugh.
Rolling and slithering through this world..I did not see you as the devil.
I did not distinguish your lies...
Years of education don't prepare you for life..
Where is the small voice saying you are enough.
Beaten,mostly crucified under the torment of your fake love. Death by unicycles..roaming the tight rope of your affection-like a noose it was no doubt. Death by hungry sharks and bored lions. death by Slavery- Slavery to you-that I did not plainly see myself...giving myself..away to the executioner...I thought you asked me to stretch out my hands so you could hold them...not cut them...not hurt them..not scold them..not bind them..no chain them..not trap them..
I have been a fool for you- .... romeo and juillet -montague and capulet mad for you.
I have been your living breathing human entertainer.
Just a puppet with a master. Puppet jump for love..-Jump
Puppet sit for love-sit.
Puppet dance for love-dance.
I have been a slave to you for peanuts of love.
A slave.
No more
I am enough.
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