Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

Consent is not a weapon. | 16.7.20

It is not your fault, if a life forces its weight on you without asking about your breath it is not your fault, your hurt from them is not your fault, when you watch your blood speak about this experience and your body shakes from bloods words it is not your fault, stand up and walk away from blood, your life is important, your health is important, do not allow blood or life to take away from your trauma, I want you to understand what happened to you is not your fault, the suffering in those horrific moments are not your fault, you’re strength in your own life be proud of this, I want you to know the stability, the healing, the growing, the ache, the love that you thrive to wake up to and survive to live is a blessing you are giving yourself, your power in self will generates so much gratitude and hope never looking back you’re so much more, you have always been becoming hold your love, stand tall in your power and always move closer to your light, you have always shown great hero inside yourself by doing it all and never letting the noise in the background hold you back, I want you to remember who you are in these moments. -Watch over your life in the living, take good care of your safety, nobody is allowed to disrespect your whole being, your survival for living in any capacity. Strive to center your inner self always, promise me this much.

Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

Run towards your fears and heal. | 4.7.20

Why when our thoughts surround our doubts, did we find our selves so far from home, when we call on our love here it is lost, unable to find our voice, we come from a place where we loudly criticize our words handle our mind clumsy, fume at our heart this has been a long day, recently we have had no choice but to find our words in disparity of anneal angst, its been so long in familiar conversation that had learnt to bury our emotions too loud for this world, too cautious to accept, we haven’t had it all figured it out we can never have it all together all we can do it live through it to heal another day, it is a painful hurt to learn you’re still surviving each day is a small victory to making it through the night in sunlight of another day, we have learnt that our formed shield to our heart and mind have been holding us back when it comes thinking we feel to know a reaction based on our fear of reaction, when we affirm our voice we strengthen its call upon our power, we radiate self confidence such words alike, we learn to not fear our fears controlling our reaction through our interactions made and keeping our calm. -If there is something I have admitted to myself first it is the illusion of dwelling on my fears feeding its hunger more than I could count. I learn this state of me each time I am challenged and I make sure I choose compassionately.