SHE is falling in love deep dark down
to the core her feelings of attraction
can't be held anymore can't be stored
away into boxes rusted in dust oh no
this love is taking over her every second
and to be truthful? she is falling in love
with herself. the more time she gives
herself to heal the more refreshed she
feels, the more praise she gives herself
for just completing a day's activities the
more she can breathe. THE MORE
LOVE SHE FEEDS HER HEART, the
more acceptance she has of her art.
because no, not everything she makes
will be inspiring. not everything she
says will be perfect. not everything she
is will scream goddess. no she is not
good nor bad, she just. simply. is. and
she's happy with this. she's finally, for
right now, content with her face her
messy hair her vibrant style her stone
words. she is falling in love. with
herself and she could not be happier.
(well she is still
under sea but shh life isn't always
meant to have struggles thrown into
the air. all she needs is oxygen to
breathe. so maybe this will give it to
her. oh please say it will.)
