She needed a moment. A time out. A peace out. She needed to get herself out of her thoughts and get herself back with… So she excited the four walls, walked up a hill and looked around. All around her were trees that helped her breathe and then she remembered to look up. You see… for a long time she had forgotten how the sky was her escape, her home away from home. She had been looking down for a while and trying to close her eyes during prayer, during meditation but her focus had been off. Shaky at best. So she found a perfect spot under an old tree and laid on the grass. According to yoga, she’s doing the corps pose, but if you ask her she is getting back to basics, being with the ground. Her body slowly changed its breathing and her eyes, it was like the first time a baby seeing Mama. She couldn’t stop smiling and was just focused on her home in the sky. Her mind was at ease, cool and calm. She, for a moment was untouchable.
We all have those days
when we want to forget about their eyes
and that voice comes out of you
the one that is done silencing herself
and just needs to be who she is within her own home
My instincts have never betrayed me
and that is why I will always chose myself
over anyone’s hands.
you were opening yourself up to love
by breaking your own back.
by drowning yourself in apologies
that it would make you more desirable.
You were actually attending your own burial.
Now you are living six feet under and they are walking all over you.
Stop. Go back to living in the sun.
Let a true lover celebrate you with full force.
Accept the love, the trust, the commitment.
Never stay lingering around an individual
that is not grateful for your presence.
Let a true lover celebrate you.
Let a true lover come to you with commitment.
With intention. With action.
Your Mama did not risk her body and soul
for you to accept the bare minimum.
You are meant for thick love.
Let thick love in.
do not let the thoughts
ruin your way of living here
go ahead and disrespect your doubts
fulfil the promises you made to yourself
by whispering to me
whilst my eyes were betraying my heart
you tried to own me from within
slowly your voice filled up my hours
this home became your house
I needed my soul back
so I put a world in between us
as you poured yourself into your words
I would sit there and let my heart overrule your thoughts
now you are living
without a witness
without my presence
Home isn’t always
your happy place
Home is the space
where you show up
deal with yourself
even when you don’t want to