Hate, I see your face.
You fear what is different,
It’s the unknown you can’t take.
Hate, I see your eyes.
Tunnel visioned perceptions
Only colors, black and white.
Hate, I see your hands.
Balled up fists, but
drowning in quicksand
Hate, I see your heart.
Dying of a thirst you can’t
Cure yourself of
Hate, I see your mind.
Filled with boastful ignorance
That’s just keeping your world blind.
Hate, I see your struggle.
It’s the absence of LOVE
That’s got you in trouble.
Stay wild, my flower
Grow where no one dares
Bask in the sun, kiss the moon
Bloom without a care
The ocean has taught me
to kiss the shores
to touch the sky
to explore my depths
to ride the tides.
Between your ears, resides a place
A place where demons come to play
To pull you in to the abyss
Where only darkness seems to exist
In this darkness the voice speaks loud
Curses the light, invites in clouds
It brings in guilt, applauds the shame
Makes you feel small, calls you by name
There are many places you’ll try to hide
From this voice that lives inside
You’ll try to run away from this place
The place where demons come to play
And sometimes “friends” will come to your aid
Only to turn on you the next day
Leaving you there to pick yourself up
With empty bottles and a half poured cup
What if I told you it’s not real
How that voice tries to make you feel
What if I told you, demons die
When you look them right in the eyes
What if I told you in that place
There is a soul, it has your face
What if I told you, you possess
the power to bring this voice to rest
What I am telling you is true
The light is waiting to find you
No need to hide or run away
Open your eyes, turn night to day
So in this place, between your ears
There are no demons for you to fear
They are not real, they are not you
What that voice says is all untrue.
But if you dive and find yourself there
Breathe in courage, breathe out despair
Open your eyes, you’ll see the light
You’ll see your soul, your heart, your might.
Love yourself and go to war
With all the things invading your shores
Fight for your heart, fight for your life
Fight for the gift of being alive.
Don’t make your self so small
You’ll slowly disappear
is not for you to fear
Don’t set your self on fire
You’ll be reduced to ash
is not for you to cast
They’ll see you how they choose
What they believe is true
They’ll smile, they’ll talk, they’ll judge
and it’ll have NOTHING to do with you.
“Objects are closer than they appear”
Yesterday’s misery, tomorrow’s fears
But what’s behind and what’s ahead
Only lives inside our head
Thank you for showing up again.
I’ve waited all night long for you.
Although, I know the morning will come, I always hope the night rushes to meet you.
Because when it does, it reminds me my day is here and I can choose to live as you do,
illuminating the entire sky.