Temptations of the past
The silence is deafening, but I know you're still here.
I look within and see your presence
A beautiful spirit with lovely eyes.
I look around me, and I think I have become a menace.
Stuck ruminating on memories of the past.
Stuck in conversation, forgetting why we can not last.
My mind runs deep, but my heart shines bright
Waiting for the chance to make amends.
I am waiting for the chance to be less defensive.
These drops come down and land on a board with no news below.
There is no safety net, but all this pain is to thank me.
Push me to my highest truth
So I clasp my hand and look above with gratitude.
These thoughts won't last; I'm earnestly working on mealing my past.
I think i now understand generational trauma.
Feeling Stuck, sucking it up, I became like the woman before my momma.
I didn't understand that such activities would be embedded as trauma.
I know you're still here, so I go back within
Patiently waiting, earnestly anticipating.
I know my dreams will come true.
This world is crumbling, making space for something new
My love will come, and manifestations will materialize in a new world.
Just wait and be patient.
Just continue the hard work.
Put every fragment ripped from my soul out of the toilet and mend it for good.
A day is coming.
I'm still learning and listening more as I should
I'm not so resistant anymore.
I'm not so controlling anymore.
I trust the flow of life and appreciate the mindset to be renewed once more.
I have a fresh new perspective from looking within.
I feel so much better spewing out all that garbage.
For those who need to hold on, stand firm. ??????
Copyright © Dena Brown | Year Posted 2024
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