Change here for change #poem

I was walking one night to catch my train Booze and drugs devouring my brain Started to run when i saw the time Switched my playlist from indie to grime Started to run to catch a faster one By minutes or hours, as long as I won Who or what only became clear Once I... Continue Reading →

How to stop outsourcing your wellbeing

At the fragile 26 year mark of my life, I finally found what adulthood truly means to me (whether I want it to or not): Stop outsourcing your personal responsibilities and wellbeing That means my career is no longer my employer’s job, my health no longer my GP’s and my happiness no longer my friend’s.... Continue Reading →

Oceanslice #poem

Grant me blessings to freeze this ocean of joyto cut myself the waves and to hoard them safely at home. Grant me blessings to hence level the seato fish and rocks and truth and yield what I have sown. Grant me blessings to resist even the fiercest windsto promise lands if I should cave and... Continue Reading →

Mind’s seasoning #poem

To stay the same While leaves play dress up in the mind What a shame To choose cornfields over winter beach sanding What a waste When one is standing where no one can find.

Finding my great unknown #poem

Hear the cry of your soul yearning for more Slashing against every pore of your core Don’t you see the shadowlands inside Masking the great beyond in the sky? Can’t you see the light behind the lies That once innocent now hides sights? Jump off now to loosen your neck Swear off drugs, all hands... Continue Reading →

Feeling of choice #poem

You run through my neurons like your touch through my veins,what pains me the cure was to abstain again. It sure was your pure heart that taught me to beat my brain,what ways are part of love and which are migraine. From an itch to a soul sprain, I felt no painbut what day I... Continue Reading →

Is the soul a myth? On dissecting identity

Let's strip ourselves bare layer by layer starting with skin, childhood and prayer: Who are we beneath all we say we are? The soul lives only in the now, like a flash of lightning in the dark of night illuminating all. Talking about identity is like approximating something that exists on another dimension, without having... Continue Reading →

My kind of magic (hint you’re it)

My new reality is stringed together by moments of connectivity and self-care. I search for these gems amid the crowd in gigs, on a protest with strangers, in the eyes of my pets. I feel my endorphins dancing when hearing my friends voice, and I am addicted to it. I choose them especially when I... Continue Reading →

The river in my lymbic system #poem

Veins form crosses on my forehead Count them on me after church Tummy rumbles for lessons so morbid Sinners can't help to search So I sit down for sermons and bow with praise because I've learned of hearts bruised since I've met slumber in delay for I've known bodies used

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