Fleeting

 

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Here’s the thing….
The feeling is fleeting.
That darkness we fall to.
Keeping us.
It’s not.
Make it another minute.
Let go.
So we may realize
The sun will set to give way to another sunrise.
Every day, Every time.
The feeling is fleeting.
It will come….and then it will go.
Just make it another minute.

 

Fight

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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.

My beautiful boy

  
I see your need to be accepted
I see your fear of being rejected
I see your thoughts that cause you tears
I see your belief you’re not good enough to be here.

But know my boy, you are loved
You are a beautiful gift from above.

I am here to hold your hand
I am here to be your friend
I am here to wipe those tears
I am here to expel those fears
I am here to shine your light
So you can see your reflection’s might

Look inside, your heart is gold
Because you, my boy, are one beautiful soul.

Closed Doors

Vladimir Kush's Vita Memorae
          Vladimir Kush’s Vita Memorae

While you stare at closed doors

Caging yourself in mind’s war

The universe continues to expand

Ready for you to extend your hand.

While you stare at closed doors

Feeling defeated to your core

A window is opened, take a breath

Let your worries go to rest.

While you stare at closed doors

Regretful of the wrong you’ve done before

Know that you have been forgiven

For any malice you have given

While you stare at closed doors

Feeling sorry for your scores

Know, “the only way out, is through”

no one can help you begin, but you.

While you stare at closed doors

Say a prayer,  let love pour

Turn around and leave this room

To your garden, new flowers will bloom