27
Today I turn 27,
Finding myself not feeling anything,
Recovery is a bittersweet ending,
Sobriety but a lingering telling,
It took 27 lines of ******* drugs,
Not the kind you may think off,
The kind we are so addicted to,
27 lines of the purest lies,
27 lines of the finest mistreatment,
27 lines of the most mindfucking self harming,
27 lines of the most relaxing coping,
27 lines of the most euphoric settling,
It took 27 contracts,
To realize that in this tale as old as time ending,
Is never too late,
To rule over a queendom,
Abandoned by the heiress,
A queen of a lonely poetry,
Fading in the vision,
Chasing fantasies,
Never seeing the clock behind her,
27 years to wake up from a slumber,
A self given kiss,
The curse is broken,
27 years of harcore lines,
The ones that only make you realize,
Delusion is but a poisoned apple,
The side effects but a reflection of the hidden mirror,
For in the end, my world is but an illusion,
The same you wake up to,
An actress of everyone's delusions,
Never given a chance to envision,
The illustrations of a scripture,
A tale written by a lonely heiress,
One that welcomes,
Foes that see the vision,
Wolves wearing sheep linen,
Their masquerade no longer hidden,
27 years of ******* lines,
Rose pink sunglasses the sweetest red wine,
27 years of the finest lines,
Why was it so hard,
To see what was left behind,
A world that is only mine,
Looking, looking, and looking,
For a savior wearing armor and diamond,
Today I realize,
The heaviness in my heart,
Heaviness of armor I looked past,
I had been fighting a war,
To protect what is so precious and not far,
The vision of a lonely child,
Made to closer her eyes,
So she would never realize,
She was the one she was looking for,
Shameless for is never too late,
To open the gates of heaven inside.
Today is my 27th birthday, a fated rebirth of a war ridden woman worthy of the heaven that resides deep within, outward, below and above, heaven, earth, and hell. The battles to protect it are over, but the war to keep it alive is endless. on a less poetic note, I just want to remind everyone that is don't matter how old you are. for it is NEVER too late to realize that there is a heaven within you, it is so easy to believe in the hell we are all used to. why is it so hard for us to realize that heaven is not something waiting for us at the gates of our demise. but rather an experience we get to have here on earth. the law of duality reminds us that, good in our world, our lives is just as real as the evil we experience every second of our lives. for one needs the other to remain alive, give yourself flowers today. for doing so one day will encourage you to give flowers to the world, not from a place of lack, but from a place of overflowing abundance. I love you, if you got to read this.
