Words,
complicating our feelings, constraining them,
Tied, to the words we have shared.
Words that can be thrown, like missiles.
No wonder, we struggle to express ourselves,
to open up.
So we carry them, those words, weighting us down.
Keeping us, inside of our heads.
Why would they say that, why?
Words can shatter you,
causing the last of your foundations to crumble.
Words that hold so much power.
Words that can penetrate your core.
Spells to bind you to your suffering,
fearing the pain of letting go.
Choose your Words,
wisely.
Falling into the flow,
the surface rippling
below.
reflections, that dance their way,
bringers of light,
come to play.
beats
my body, weaving it's way, with these beats
surrendering.
