It’s humbling the shit I’ve put these balls through, yet they still cheer me up with their good mornings. Look at them, how calm, how composed. A man can be so broken, but as long as the balls hold up, life continues in all its beautiful shades. Good morning people, kind regards from me and my marbles.
Tag Archives: self-love
I’ve just woken up ravenous and sluggish, but the balls are jubilant.
Pilfered
Worms have invaded my mind
Nothing left between my ears
Just here tryna love this hollow husk
But love is evasive
I’ll try living instead
Slaves of Self
I’m still finding myself
Discovering what exists
missing what’s gone
To know is to be bare
To scrutiny
fingers gliding over my body
My skin shivers
An enemy traversing
Isn’t it heartbreaking
Losing trust in self
Gather what you scattered
It’s self-destruction
And indulgent spirit
And the cycle continues
Indulge, regret
regret, self-loathe
When desires enslave you
A puppet
remote-controlled by rage
What you stand for tumbles
When ego upsurges
You Belong Here
Even on nights that won’t depart
Yearnings that know no gratitude
When love leaves
A peace spring from the floors of my stomach
A gentleness that subdues the restlessness of my heart
Blames for the past, loathe of the present and caution for the future
I hear a small voice, far away
Whispering affirmations
“You belong here”
Silence
“You were meant to be here”
Silence
“You’re complete”
Rising tempo
“You’re not crippled”
“You’re whole”
“You’ll live to testify of the glory of submission”
“The wreckage behind is made anew”
“The fire within sparkles with assurance of greater possibilities”
“Your racing heart leaves an indelible track of health, no illness can ever erase that”.
Slow pace
“You have a past, yes, your presence troubles you, yes”
Silence
“Just smile”
“He who made you, laid a fortress around your heart. It won’t stop beating till your empire is built to completion”
Silence
Deep breath in
Out…
close your eyes; see the beauty within
See the tranquility within
As within, so without.
*meditationchnicles*
Pretending to be happy when you’re not, is the most painful lie you can ever tell.
Sliver of Darkness 