Fear is what traps my heart as I deny anything that grows from it

I’m too tired to water these seeds, I’m too tired to show you my flower

Garden

Full of secrets and mysteries, sadness and tears, joy and happiness, 

Faithfulness and discretion for fated illusions 

My mistake was not loving nor was it that I cared enough 

To have people

Hold my flowers

To see my light 

My mistake was crushing everything as soon as

The flowers wanted more and more

More than I felt I could give 

I stopped wanting to give because it felt pointless

It felt pointless waiting for my love

I say to my subconscious

This is what I want & need in life 

When it gives love a first name,

A middle name,

Some last names,

Or when it tells me love doesn’t mean anything

It only means 

That I am loved when I am recognized 

Held in arms 

Taught to wait when it’s my turn to be loved

The past conflates with my present 

It becomes inseparable

Even the names begin to merge

Because the actions become so, so…

Reminiscent 

The subconscious doesn’t want change 

It wants love to remain the same 

Here I am

Trying to change it all 

The Only Power of God 

The Strongest 

The Only Power of God

The One so Strong to Protect 

My Heart 

Even in Flames 

Or absolute Deluge 

The Only Power of God 

Saves Me 

The Only Power of God

Is Not One God, but all of Nature’s

Indigenous Sources 

Cosmic Powers

Loving eyes of the Sky 

Fear does not own me

Fear does not own my concept of divinity

Fear does not trap me in illusory, 

Predatory prisons that the prison wardens call Love

 

You are loved when I say you are loved

You are loved when I say you are touched by air

You are loved as blood passes through you

You are loved as neural connections 

Beam light towards

Heaven