“Tick”

“Tick” goes the clock,
“tick, tick”.
What you have to do,
do quick.

“Tick” goes the clock,
“tick, tick”.
What you have to stop,
stop quick.

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The Wounded Healer

Her words are deep, and perhaps, far too deep, because they do not come from her heart. She writes and speaks with passion only because her words come from the pitch of her stomach. As these words travel up her torso, they avoid her heart like a plague.

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“Yemoja” [Artist Unknown]

Her heart is severely wounded, so she strives to protect her words from blood stains. She chooses not to release the words that live in her heart because they are filled with pain.

She is hurt
and she is weak
and she is dying slowly,
but it’s not for her listeners who need healing to see…

Love Yourself

Feeling unloved is one thing,
feeling unlovable is another.
The latter is the very first
step to self-destruction.

When you begin to feel unlovable,
you stop loving yourself.

You can survive if other
people don’t love you,
but you can’t, if you don’t love yourself.

Change is Stable

If you aren’t flexible,
you won’t grow.
If you don’t grow,
you won’t survive this earth.

You can’t breathe in forever;
you’d wound yourself.
Breathe in for as long as you want to,
but get ready to release your breath.