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All at once

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All at once Sometimes I want to rest Sometimes I can’t  Many times I won’t  Or choose too finally Everything at once. A sense of being  To a sense of belonging to belong, Somewhere new  Somewhere unknown  Everything at once  It makes no sense  It makes all the sense A healthy sense of being Everything, with nothing  Everything at once. Pressure makes diamonds. How much can you endure? It’s bruised knuckles baby. Never said it’d be easy, Give it a try and you won’t ever want it back; Healthy contractions. Somehow it makes sense. Too smart for the world around you Too nice to belong to society. Draw that line. Take that place.  You belong to the reality you create. All of it. Everything at once. Yell. (Period) Scream. (Period) Yell, scream, With that smile on your lips… Everything at once. Never said it would be easy. But I do know it’s always worth it. A healthy cliche  Mixed with healthy contractions. Bruised knuckles are draining your l...
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Redo?

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  A travel back in time To a time and a place You didn’t deserve the way I treated you, I couldn’t see just how much you meant to me.. Until it was just.. too late. A dearest friend lost. A person I saw through, Though The Belle of the Ball she always was.. We should talk, Catch up and reminisce. Too much later.. A lifeline God sent my way. How close we would become.   A bad decision wrote you out of my life Before I could even say thank you. A friend you always were   A friend I’ve never forgotten. We should talk. A thank you never said.. We shared a moment in 2010. The High School crush I was finally able to be with.. I was too young to understand Just what you needed from me I pushed you away I made it about me when you just needed time. Time to reflect, to heal. An apology I owe you. An apology I want to give.. I miss what could have been It wasn’t meant to be I guess I hope you’ve achieved all you wanted out of life to this point. If not, it’s never too late.. We sho...
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Pressure makes Diamonds

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Pressure makes diamonds     I grew up in Religion. Spirituality defined by rules followed and Laws upheld. Pressure. Going again and again Spirituality strengthened by commitments made and covenants upheld. More pressure.. A desire to be the best of me Strengthened by my “upheld spirituality.” Perceived Truth and still learning the greater Truth associated..  To crash, then burn. A husk leftover from an imagined reality. The feeling of it all: Numbness, darkness, pain… Tears and yelling.   Scars on the Heart A received black eye or two.. More darkness... Applied Pressure. To that of finding God again. Then Remembering the feelings felt, Just without the face of him. Spirituality found in the peace of self. An assurance and a confidence.   To the point and place of a quiet solitude A Mountain breeze in the wind. Feeling the Mountain dirt beneath your feet Earthy essence feeding your soul.  Healing.. as a smile starts to hit your face.  Feel everything a...
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