spend time with me

My inner self calls out to me
from deep within the walls of skin.
She yearns to spend time with me
for she feels ignored, forgotten,
unappreciated.

“Come spend time with me.
Let me show you who I really am
and what I need from you.
We have potential to unite as one;
we don’t need to do this alone.

I know how to access
all you’re looking for.
I know these depths within better than you,
everything is already here.
Let me be your guide.”

To see,
to know,
to understand,
is to love:
to love myself.

is an explanation enough?

Is it enough
to reach a realization at the end,
to finally have in hand
an explanation
of why I feel the way I do?

An explanation
cannot replenish
the time lost, energy wasted,
minutes and heartbeats traded for depression
because at the time,
I could see no other option.

Is it something, though?
Can it kickstart the sheep
as I try to fall asleep tonight?

At the time,
I could see no other option.

know stillness and silence

Grow comfortable in uncertainty
where change infiltrates the air
the future holds infinite possibilities
and you’re standing in the middle.

You don’t need to have it all figured out.
You don’t always need to be moving towards something.
Stillness and silence are beautiful
and necessary.
Get to know them,
so you can understand
you don’t have to be afraid of them.

no control

I saw it coming,
knew what was about to happen.
Watching the scenes unfold
powerlessly,
of meant to be,
though I knew not the reasoning.

Understand, to not understand.

Sometimes, you have no control,
and what will be, will be.