A town I used to call home.
Somehow feels so foreign now.
And my parents’ house…
It just feels tired now.
No longer cozy.
And it’s as if everything’s familiar…
But there’s no feeling of nostalgia.
I tiny piece inside me feels betrayal.
Even more so, now I want to say…
It’s not home.
It’s not my home.
Even if I used to love it so much as a kid.
Now I just feel like a guest.
A guest who’s been there many times before.
And this was just another visit.
That child from long ago wonders…
How can I do this?
Leave nothing?
Not a single piece of my heart?
Forever.
How can I feel like this?
How can it be?
But not to me.
Not to who I am today.
I just want to…
Gently.
With love.
To let it go.
All of it.
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A while ago I felt him awaken within me.
For the longest time, he slept.
Caged and chained.
He’s free now, I thought.
I’ve let him go, but I still put a leash on him.
I guess, I was afraid to let him roam.
Completely free to go anywhere he wants.
Do whatever he wants.
Oh, and he’s got no fear.
Thoughts and opinions of others mean nothing.
He’s freedom itself.
One I’ve desired for so, so long.
I’ve come to love him.
Stronger and deeper with time.
He has no concept of perfection.
Or ownership.
He’s got the courage to take what he wants and needs.
But he doesn’t need to be brave.
He doesn’t need to be anything.
He just is.
Thus, he can have it all.
He has it all.
Judgement haunts me, but is nothing to him.
My beliefs stop me.
While he believes in nothing.
He doesn’t need to.
So what happens if I truly let go?
I know that a lot of amazing things will come.
But it’s a special feeling that pushes me forward.
I feel him rise.
As he does, so do I.
A feeling so strong.
So extremely powerful.
Like a broken dam that can no longer hold the flow of a river.
My thoughts, fears, anxiety.
The way I judge myself.
My desire to be good, so I can be seen as good by others.
Be loved by others.
It’s all just broken pieces of what I thought I should be.
No longer capable of stopping who I am.
It’s time to level up.
I no longer fit in this box.
Never was supposed to.
It’s not easy.
Uncomfortable.
Even painful at times.
But it’s just so damn incredible.
To feel this power.
To know I’m more than I ever thought I could be.
His leash.
It must go.
Life.
Let it flow. -
She’s calling me back.
The sea.
To where it all began.
My first home.
I don’t know why.
It pulls my heart.
She whispers to my soul.
I must go.
Never really felt like this.
Not about this place.
Nostalgia, is it?
Or is it… Something else?
The waves sing to me.
The sand warms my skin.
I’m standing before her.
The Baltic Sea. -
When the stars align
And the moon shines
Maybe, maybe I’ll make you mine
Your gaze does nothing
If you’re afraid to approach
But luring me in is no easy task
Little did I know
My true nature
Has never been to serve
Bound to be King
Powerful, attractive, dangerous
Yet still kind at heart
You should see me on my throne
Approach with integrity and grace
Earn the seat beside me
Present your love
Fulfill my heart’s desire
Connect to my soul
I’m not here to rule you
Nor am I to be ruled
Emerge, embrace, unite
Take my hand
Let’s walk together
Seize most precious moments
Until the day it’s time to go
Back home, into the star clusters
Only wiser and ready to be born anew -
Oh, how beautiful you are…
My King.
Awake from your slumber…
You rise to rule.
With love and justice…
Glory you bring to us all.
Inspire the forsaken.
Wipe tears of the broken.
Your smile enlightens the Earth.
That brave heart of yours…
Freed us from our chains.
Your tears wash away our pain.
Healing wounds of the past.
Future is now ours.
Never shall we bow again.
False gods crumble before you.
The time has come…
Never again will we hide in the shadows.
With you we soar.
By your side we stand.
In the light.
Your power has no match.
The throne is yours.
Crowned before your birth.
It was always meant to be.
An eternal soul.
You showed us…
We are strong.
We are free. -
Healing…
When had it begun?
With my first breath?
After the first hit?
Realization of how wrong it all was?
Or was it written?
Woven by destiny.
A child will be born.
One day.
To end the pain.
To cleanse the blood.
Fated to remember.
Love.
Let the hatred fade.
Screams to cease.
Tears to dry.
Healing…
Heart.
Body.
Past.
Future.
Now.
Seeing beauty.
Finding joy.
Savouring the moment.
Embracing life. -
I wash my hands at the sink.
And I look up.
Those eyes…
Looking back at me.
I trace my face with my gaze.
It looks so surreal.
So good.
So damn good.
The feeling…
I can’t explain.
On the edge…
At the doorstep of something amazing.
A new life awaits.
I can almost touch it.
So strong.
So powerful.
It’s kind of scary.
Yet so exciting.
Am I finally truly free?
Truly me.
I walk out of the bathroom.
I turn the light off.
The door remains open.
The old chapter is closing.
Still so much to discover, to explore.
I am ready.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Life.
Mine. -
I miss something I never had.
I wonder what it’s like.
All those experiences.
All those feelings.
A life I never touched.
Flavours I never tasted.
All those roads and paths.
All those choices.
The lines that never intertwined.
Lives that never touched.
Words unheard, unspoken.
Lost and never found. -
Do not downplay your strength.
Look back.
Look at how far you’ve come.
I know.
For someone as strong as you.
This.
All of this.
Feels like nothing.
But if you look at yourself.
Through different eyes.
From afar.
The mountains you’ve climbed.
Stormy waters you’ve braved.
Darkest caves you’ve explored.
You dove so deep into the ocean.
Walked through the thickest woods.
Survived and endured so much.
It’s not nothing.
It’s everything.
All that you’re made of.
More is yet to come.
No one knows what.
But they know.
And so should you.
You’re incredible.
So it doesn’t matter what happens.
There’s not a thing in the world.
Not one.
To stop you.
To crush you.
To bring you down.
Not permanently.
Even if that happens.
You will stand up again.
Just how strong are you.
How beautiful.
You are (,) my love. -
You and I were meant to meet.
I didn’t think we would.
Not again.
We got separated a long time ago.
I left you behind.
Thinking I was better off without you.
You and I were meant to heal.
So we could make each other whole again.
Regain our powers.
We both had our weaknesses and strengths.
You never knew what I would do.
I did not believe you could too.
You and I were meant to be.
To become, to merge.
Into one.
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