She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind … Continue reading
I don’t know your name, your age, your race or the dimensions of your face.
I’m not sure whether you’re a man, a woman, the wind or energy.
I don’t know if you run as deep as the sea or if you’re as small as a seed.
I’m not sure where you are but I feel you within me.
Because every time the wind blows I feel you caress me.
At night when I feel alone,
I look up at the moon and see light shimmer and I know it’s you.
And sometimes, I can even hear you in my head.
And that’s when I know, God is everything.
Can you love me?
Can you make me feel beautiful?
Can you hold me?
Can you cuddle with me?
Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?
I want to fall in love.
I want to love & be loved.
blah, blah, blah…
Someone rescue me.
Run in to my arms at full speed.
Violins and meadows filled with dandelions.
Fill my darkness with bright red and blue sirens.
Once upon a time there lived a princess with ruby red lips and long black hair.
The princess was brokenhearted and her days were filled with despair.
For this far-fetched love to come sweep me off my feet
Living in a world constructed on lies.
A slave to this body, entrapped by my mind.
To have it all doesn’t suffice.
The Broken Girl
She felt an emptiness. A Brokenness. A feeling of incompleteness. She always did. Ever since she was a little girl she felt trapped. She saw the world & it seemed so vast, so cold that she wanted nothing more than to not be a part of it. Even at such a young age she understood that there was so much more to life than this. Continue reading