Though lightness may fade.
Forget words wasted on ill gotten behaviours.
Stuck in a quagmire?
Want to send out the vigil of hope.
It’s in me.
Buried under a thousand haunting ghosts.
Make this a cheerful post.
What is disarmingly charming in this world?
Open my eyes,
Be interested in gazing outwards.
Look back at the words you have’ written.
Be inspired that you wrote them!
Don’t let snide comments sneakily sweep through the back door,
Prevent you from expressing your self.
Sometimes, words in simple dimples are all we need
Who are you writing for?
You have your unique style.
Don’t neglect that self respect cautiously peers out, perched atop , the rotting,
In the basement.
Confidence drips tears for the days when his best foot turned all heads.
Don’t worry .
When has it ever been so difficult for me to type and write and hit publish without a second glance?
Only when caught up in dusty webbed rags of self-doubt.
Shadows change according to light.
Don’t be intimated by what is a mere reflection.
Remember shadows can’t exist without a living body,
Take the power back.
Don’t hide from those who sigh — in disproportionate contortions of their own path .
Happy lights-faeries delight.
blissful smiles stippled on faces
There can be no ulterior motive.
Worry about your own if you are confused about life twists and mysterious genders.
Guilt sprouts up-GMO crops
Pesticides cause all matter to infold my mind
Crucify my time?
flowers give sentiment to humans lost in nocturnal spaces
Eye sight not evolved enough to adjust to a new fate.
Decisive in what I decide will make up my next jungle adventure.
Armed with words and a benign bravado.
I don’t back down to monsters of carpathian.
Audacity and gumption are my greatest weapons.
Shout me down,
I will test that phycology straight back at ya.
Threaten me or one of my own,
I will stand up and defend my home.
Bats of fear — circulating above.
Blood, don’t clot on me now!
This is my fight — yet I won’t battle it alone.
So much I want to put down.
Not in stream of consciousness
No more ashamed of how far down I free-fall into the squid ink mouth of the abyss.
I gripped onto natures own boulderous 😉 safety net.
I seek to retrace.
*Something I wrote in stream of consciousness and then decided to work on it a bit more*
* boulderous-made up word — combination of rocky and bold-