Whispering to Myself-
Whispering to myself... I see myself in my mind as I whisper. I breakdown and dismantle myself like Godzilla tearing down my buildings of LEGOS.
A moment of missing my childhood thoughts, being carefree and not thinking about much.
Dismantle myself like Godzilla tearing down my buildings of LEGOS.
Reality;
Voices of tears but no drops...
Why no one loves you like you love them. You only love you and moms too.
A Heartbreak Anniversary.
I breakdown; Whispering to myself... I see myself in my mind as I whisper. I want to hide from the Anniversary and so much more... I whisper trying to stay in my paradise, my island. I don’t want to let it out my head, I don’t want it getting too hot or cold outside. It’s like this all the time around this time. Whispering it to myself trying to hide like I’m caved in my house just looking out my blinds.
Day by day the sunnier it gets and through the blinds I see shine. But it’s only around this time I see the world black and white.
More than the Heartbreak Anniversary. It really seems like each year this is becoming a curse to me. I don’t want anymore of this negative energy. I want to put this all behind and beneath me.
Looking for the bottle and the map to my soul every year, and I fail with my head down, I join my demons and devils everytime. I am empty.
Disheartening my soul. the good ones always go or are used. The ones confidently confused, or filled with anger and nothing but sorrows… are the ones to be loved or last longer years.
It seems like these tough times the good and the bad cry two different types of tears.
Whispering...
Suffering is insight .
I am awake,
Entrusting oneself I will awaken the mind.
Anguttara Nikaya,
“The brightly shining mind is never absent but is colored by the thoughts and emotions that people put upon it. If you were to see the luminous freedom of this mind, you would cultivate it before any other, keeping it free from all attachments.”
Whispering to myself... I see myself in my mind as I whisper.
“The Mind of Lorenzo”