#wheredowegofromhere

Shattered glass and broken ceilings 

Poured my heart out in Santa Fe in Tulum, Where I let my feelings out that I left at bay

I wrote poems my whole life about love 

And I was blessed to be granted with it and I have no idea what to say.
I played with something I knew I needed my whole life

As I let my sins wash away with the sand I tear up understanding his strife

There’s no excuse I just didn’t act right.

Right in his eyes.

I wonder if true forgiveness is allowed here

Or if we will ever get back to where we were.

Man I’m such a dumb one.

The only person that saw my stars.

And saw the brightest one and named it after me

I was too busy being selfish not realizing how love was suppose to be 

Nourishing, respecting, cherishing, everything you would want someone to do for you you do for them.

I shattered the glass.

I look out to this setting sun and I just hurt. 

The bones weary for knowing what would be the outcome of my mistakes.

Will I ever get this blessing again?

Will this only be my last time experiencing true love like this?

Or was this a training course to something in the future? 

I’m not sure.

I just wish I didn’t get to see the sand wash away my feet in this ocean.

Pulling away the tides but it still left these feelings.

Empty feelings knowing nothing I can now say and do will make a difference. 

Sun is set and know we are left with broken ceilings.

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The midnight zone 

Midnight zones

Where the most interesting creatures live

no light here only skins and bones.

Surpassing its sunlight zone even the twilight zones,

90% of us live in dark places.

Places we find hard to shake.

Feelings we find hard to take 

Habits we find hard to break.

This reminds me of our love. 

We were floating where the Dolphins show off their majestic acrobatic abilities and where the world saw us shine.

Shining like crystals offshore absorbing the light of yesterday and tomorrow.

What a beautiful place to be when you feel like you are floating on air. 

Especially with someone you know who will always be there.

You are tickled by the little jealous gestures of one another not knowing deep down something is happening.

Your falling into the twilight zone.

A more melancholic state.

Starting to doubt each other’s ability.

Trying to control the very part of what we try to let go off thus making these forced creatures to scurry for food. 

Trying to hold onto what was yesterday and not seeing how promising tomorrow is.

Both at fault but we dare not let those show because all we have is pride.

We were reaching for the skies in the sunlight zone and here we squint to see the light. 

Why couldn’t we both realize how important it was to preserve this? 

The grief of your yesterday keeps plaguing at you.

Our bond questioned by too many nights out partying by myself and we both know you can quite the inquisitor. 

Our wandering minds turned into forced miscommunication.

Saying words that weren’t meant but unfortunately they resonated. 

We didn’t realize the words that cut so deep we sunk into this place. 

This midnight zone. 

There’s no light here.

The calls stop coming.

The communication completely cut off.

This is where the lowest of low consciousness dwell on the past.

The basement.

Basking in memories we will never have again.

Losing our ability to live again.

We are losing here. 

The crying never stops. 

We find fault in everything but ourselves.

Or rather finding fault and killing ourselves because of it. 

The most malicious encounters reside here.

Situations such as not calling someone you love on their birthday. 

Telling someone you care for deeply you don’t want to keep all your eggs in one basket.

Mistake after mistake after mistake.

Not letting love lead the way.

We are dying because we can’t breathe here. 

There’s no air. 

And almost 90% of creatures live here.

What does that say about humanity?

We had a higher power remember?

That power being our souls. 

Letting our souls lead us to float back up to the sun.

But it is only if we allow it.

We can’t force anything on anyone or control anything that should be natural.

I only pray that you find your way back to me. 

But love, I can’t stay here.

The midnight zone is a devastation over and over again.

I have the ability to float back up to the top.

I need the God in me to lift me back up. 

I only hope you can follow suit.

Even if it’s without me.

Because that’s how much I love you.

I just want you to be happy.