DETACHMENT Articles

the reality of his lacking in emotion brought to the surface for me the unhealed versions of myself that I have yet to heal and love whole 

how quickly we can absorb straight into the toxicities of the broken fragments of pieces that rob ourselves of Peace

How easily he was leading me off the cliff 

how easily I was giving my power away again 

the stains of reality when we behave in such toxic ways

Oh how I cried 

I cried 

I cried 

these swords that pierce through my skin

in revelation 

on how I walked the edges of every cliff inside of me evolving 

and through trickery of self deceit and denial 

my crown 

tilted 

human side of me jilted 

unscripted 

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It hurts like hell 
to want another 
to feel for another 
to think you connect with another 
to only realize they 
do not want 
you 
or need you 
or feel you 
or vibe you in the same 
way
or maybe they do but not in the same way 
on the same day 
that  you feel this way
it is always after some point 
of rejection 
that spirit feels some level of detection 
that is left open for introspection 
but it involves some level of deep dive to go into your own hive to pluck out the root of the imbalance this time
it hurts to FEEL alive 
which is why most people 
DIE 
and walk like zombies in their life 
due to their fear 
of diving in so deep
afraid of how deep their own feelings can go 
you have to jump into the ocean whether you can swim or not 
realizing no matter what happens in the ocean 
we all will inevitably 
float 
Life Boats
sometimes don't come in time 
It hurts like hell
to cry 
and never feel the console 
you think you need
hug yourself please 
this revelation came thru to me in my dreams last night 
he held me tight 
and still rejected my hold 
chokehold 
this construct of feeling stuck in this 3D place filled with robots devoid of all emotion 
this erosion of explosion 
when I say I would much rather die 
and they look at me 
as though 
I am suicide 
like the resistance to think this 3D life is all there is to this business deal 
of a seal 
that for me is like super unreal 
these things I feel 
as I unleash into these deep depths of my soul
the truth that must be told 
as this poetry in me forms something 
untold from this ancient well
of Lovers that burn in hell 
some might say 
she is crazy
this day 
today
the dream sits on the surface 
of this chaotic purpose 
serving purpose 
for the whole of the whom
that dare 
to care 
and excavate 
TRUTH 
for PEACE 
through LOVE 
what is all of this 
Poetry in emotion 
Enchantress The Babbler