My Calling

Did I sign a contract?
For these personal life experiences slept beside my always busy mind
Calling to me

As I stumbled down the Devil’s staircase
Once encased by my addictions
Bathed and soaked scars that I allowed myself to control and define me

Suddenly,
My Angels picked me up 
and filled that empty space

So I could teach one how to adore thine own scars
So I could pick you up, up, up, up, up, up.
And fill your empty space

I remember the time of feeling unable to get back up again 
My wings tethered and my mind scattered and my chest splattered as I echoed each breath of these unbearable gifts
I see the devil in every mirror and through every souls doorway I encounter their demons 
Sometimes facing them into the late hours of the night
I’ve shed tears for my ancestors
Bearing the weight they couldn’t shed
Carrying these immortal longings along with the commitment of releasing them

My Angels picked me up, up, up, up, up, up
And filled that empty space, space, space, space
So I could pick you up, up, up, up, up, up
To teach you how to love each scar
How to dress unattended wounds
How to weep below the moon, moon, moon, moon
How to growl in the face of each darkness
How to listen to a fellow sad face
How to learn how to love yourself
As you stumble down the Devil’s staircase
I’ll pick you up, up, up, up, up, up
And fill each empty space, space, space, space

I signed a contract, to bear a loving heart
That loves so deep
With a soul that weeps
And a chest that will breathe

These immortal longings.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Agustin Avatar
April 17, 2026 at 5:16 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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