Survivor

When did my confidence go to battle with my insecurities?
Why are they winning?
I know better.
I am better.
I will continue to thrive.
Go. It’s been done before,
I survived.
I would again.

Throwing a temper tantrum would never work.

Waiting patiently gets me nowhere.

Being my quiet self is far too dull.

All that is left is to use my voice, yet, the quiver I hear isn’t very convincing as I try.

Fearing judgment may keep me from the happiness I know I deserve.

Wanting to be a playground, but instead I’ve become too common.

Take what is yours, these words I hear constantly in my head, I used to believe they were meant for me to say to the one who truly wanted me.

Maybe it’s what I’m supposed to do.

Huh, it goes against who I believe I am, but being left alone is too.

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Intuition

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Do you want to know what I think?
I believe, I’m past understanding
who you are
finding myself, lost inside desire.
I know, this rising across my chest
we’ll name it, intuition
I feel, it’s for the best.
I need, to succumb to your call
this redhead knows
of nothing less.
Worth the search, together
trust in the process
I’ll get you there, or reverse.
Feel my heartbeat, indeed
tis your strength, my muse,
living inside my words.
Running? Now? Well there’s no use…
time will write you out of me,
or me out of you.