' 'body image' 'myself' ' 'i am' 'describe' 'consciousness' 'spiritual' 'magnum opus' 'selflove'
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The Reality of Experiencing Him
He is always working around me; and He seeks a genuine relationship with me.
I'm too scared of writing diariesOf being honest with my feelings For not everyone have to knowWhere my heart lies,Where i go when i need solitude,Of my fears and insecurities,Or the tragedies
to the voices that echoed "you are not enough"
to the voices that threated "you cannot do this"
to that voice, I now echo, "its okay"
my own voice, my own thoughts
i have a small message for you,
"i love you"
Maybe something good
will come from all this
slicing on my smooth skin,
heavy bleeding out of my aching soul,
and opening of my body.
I’m just trying to carve out
the figure I desire,
[Verse 1]
With the lonely touch of dawn
I silently reach towards dusk.
Euphony extends its hand within the papery crowds
Uncanny whispers within the sturdy cars
Looking at her body, I feel incomplete
The attention that she gets, makes me weep
Not jealousy not envy, rather, "Why can't that be me?"
Until I'm shaped like that my mind will never be free
I’m stronger than the girl I used to be
I no longer want to die
No longer cry myself to sleep
I no longer hide every part of myself that was “weird”
