granting own pleasures
has a way of filling the ego
rather than the heart
when consumed in your being
all that is to come is self-loathing
an inevitable misery
but when evoking passion
in surrounding energies
those that are not your own
ought to manifest a positive aura
accompanied by intense sparks of joy
pulsing through the heart
surging through the veins
a long lost search of being
fulfilled at last
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fingers clasped
elbows pressed to knees
she sat still through it all
when her world came crumbling down
pursuing painful memories
viciously circling the mind
like a relentless vulture
feasting on the innocence
is time to be the blame?
for the hatred
and the shame
or may time be the light
a tunnel of terrors
providing a profound sight
stimulating growth
and acceptance
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Pour me a glass of wine
Things are to be fine
Daylight impatiently subsiding
Somber pink hues arrange
Merciful to the day—beautiful
Mesmerized by the likes of the skies
Openly free, an endless sequence to see
Illuminating smears so vast amongst us
Feeling minuscule in body,
Yet complex in it all
Surrounding each being is delicate skies
Reassuring that everything will be just alright
No one neglected or wrong to its presence
In this moment alone we may all unite
We all deserve breaks from this battle of distance
Struggling to accept the creation of all
Reluctant to trust though options are dwindling
The lustful skies scream for my surrender
I must veer my relents and find peace that may stay
My thoughts are unique, bothersome to say
for this reason, I’ll forfeit become better—more present
I will believe in this moment
I will be safe in a meaning
But the more that I can see
The less I obey
Tempted and thirsty I say
Pour me a glass of wine
-Kristen
