The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts. ~Marcus Aurelius~
25.2023.08
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Time for a reset Who will push the button first Can’t know what’s next Just trust the Universe Close your eyes
I am slowly finding out who I am who I was before the outside world changed the inside world I like who I was I like who I should be
write write write no one really cares write write write because no one’s really there cry cry cry
Sick of the box you’ve been locked… Feeling like a puppet A stiff pre-positioned manequin. The world moves around as you look on with your stuck eye…
Getting comfortable in My Own Sk… Doesn’t mean I have to share it w… No. Getting comfortable in My Skin me… fix his mouth– to tell Me.
Nothing seems to scratch this itch… Nothing seems to patch this bridge… Nothing seems to fill this ditch. As I teeter on the edge of the cl… Like a mosh pit
When I tap in My body feels fear. Sensations like these Must be some sort of sin and I can’t hide my grin.
Steady my breath for what’s coming… Taking my time– retraining my mind… Saw all the signs. Seven wagers t… No idea what could be coming Expectations fall flat being force…
they look at you with disdain they look at you with lust they look at you with hatred they look at you with trust they think
Some days I just feel so lost in my head. Trying to move forward But it’s circles instead. Sacred soliloquies
Have you ever thought you knew som… that you can remember? How do I even begin.. It seems like the craziest thing t… Without sounding like a creep..
Who do you talk to when there’s no… Crying for help but they all stop… Trained minds becoming more painfu… There’s more to this life than the… Wake up now, why can’t they see?
Sensations attack As I crave what I lack. The me that I was once before. Slamming the door On the lies and the lore
Meeting every fantasy. Share with me your desires. Wear my Love paint it red. Walk with me when you’re tired. Waves of calm to soothe instead.
If I knew who I was, I would hav… Drug myself through the darkness,… But all I found was more devastat… The wind blows and my house falls… Shallow pools– just as easy to dro…