One of the things I think we all tend to forget as human beings is our service to each other and this earth, this planet… everything is bigger than you, so don’t think you following your dreams is all about you… don’t get gassed because you are doing your evolutionary service to set someone else free, your expression and living in its truth gives life to so many who thought it could never happen, so many who live in doubt, so many who have died for your choices… your freedoms, your life.
Once one mind is free then we must all be there… making our way forward to that place of growth, which is infinite as we are infinite beings…
There is such variety in life why would you not want to do many great things and aid as many people doing them as well, PAY IT FORWARD continually.
Do your service to yourself and others because at every stage in your life someone has done exactly the same thing for you… and told you to read this book or listen to this song…
Or seek advice here and travel to that destination to gain a different perspective.
I write about love because I don’t believe I should have it
I write about longing because I enjoy suffering
I write about desire because I am greedy
I write about woman because only they…. see me
I write about my truth because I lived a lie for so long
I write about my being because I have never belonged
I wrote about many thoughts and feelings…
I never shared enough of them because there was always this idea in my head that I never measured up
I was never enough, not poetic enough, or eloquent enough or deep enough…
This idea was conjured up by me, a blatant blanket of insecurity
Protecting me from nothing at all, preventing me from experiencing my full potential… Letting the years pass and the repression once again becoming my best friend…
I write because I want to be free so badly but not badly enough
I write because I want to leave this torturous existence behind for someone, anyone and no one
I write because I’ve prayed for no more tomorrow’s and that crime alone I’m paying for….
I must pay for such a thought is selfish… so I’ve been told…
I write because each poem is a letter I should of wrote to my grandmother when she was alive, she saw I was a poet and a writer way before I did…
I write because I am selfish with myself and I’m putting myself back together with every truth I expose
I write because I think
I think I don’t want to be alone anymore, I actually believe I want to be happy…
I actually wrote I want to be happy….
Yes that was all me.
© CO1XALT 2013
Endure these tears
Endure these emotions
Endure my dear endure For everything will reveal its purpose in due time
You will heal
You will smile
Maybe not exactly the same
Maybe not love the same or give yourself in exactly the same ways
But you will heal
You will smile
You will be new and experience a new sense of life as you move closer towards the things you really want
One of kind experiences and people will enter your world
Things you never imagined possible will now become possible
Endure my love endure
Resilience will make u bold and give you the ability to distinguish
What is for or against you
The Choices will still be yours
The choices will still be yours
© CO1XALT 2013