They seem stuck
hard to get off
but I must...
Shame hides me
tried to make me a ghost
durian strong
it lingers.
I peel back it's claws
watch it disappear.
Doubt burns -
burnt flesh nauseate
it reaches out to embrace...
I turn away
and let it slip down the drain.
Envy feeds on the bones of love -
bitter and venomous
life withers in its path
Even so
it tries to seduce
it must go
so,
I flung it over the cliff.
Fear digs deep...
drawing blood...
releasing Ethyl Mercaptan...
I almost pass out
but I removed it -
it slithered and slid away
screaming vengeance.
Now I am naked.
Ready
Rebirth.
Tag: rebirth
Grave Clothes
Bitter strips of agony
they ripple and ride
stealthily
ravenous
untamed
mapping all your pain
buried deep within the stench of shame
wrecks the sense
making you feel insane
bound tight
too tight
as you seek the light again.
minutus steps are all promised
leaps defeated
eternity unfolds
slowly
ever slowly
to get out of deathly
grave clothes.
Motivational Talk
Stop hiding from you Stop being coached. Live. Stop being bound by life's broken curriculum participate in your healing embrace uugly revel in it to find your beautiful. Stop blocking the blows so your stars can shine bright. Stop lying about your chains take the key free yourself. Stop killing your dreams water them with hope. Stop accepting false narratives write your story. Now breathe heave breathe be born to yourself.
