From fresh steps of a birthed giraffe to glides of faith as the messengers in the sky ...
Spinning and cycling around on the planet of Saturn
Relatively slipping into an internal loop of self-destruct, self-hate, and self-disgust
Recalibrating a balance to find the center of a love profound in its infinite smiles
Bursting through translucent shields of pain
Circling backwards to the core of a moon with puzzled emotions and slow processing
Confused feelings of what's true reality when life has been doubling
Faced in parallels
Perceived closeness to nurtured wounds by the wrong pursuits
Any and everything felt good to that parent-less child.
Their bodies present yet emotionally empty as an abandoned well.
Hollowed homes left her alone.
So young girl went astray, barefoot in the walk of life.
Armed with resilience, guarded with optimism
And protected by many in an unforeseen reality.
Phasing to hardening a delicate exterior while the interior preserved as silk petals.
Never ending blossoms spreading through harrowing fires
Burned from those close by.
The blood that thinned.
A loss sight of kin.
Loosened bondage after a matriarch departure.
Dragged through vanishing sisterhood, those so-called friends.
Strides rebuilding on the planet of transformation
Come to embrace, small things do tower larger impacts.
Passive tones to increased roars
Ending in medium poetic notes.
Rising of internal damage ...
Inquest to a justice filled with wondering love.
Sought out from the years of forgotten daughter.
The sensitive troubled loner.
A beauty misaligned, misguided, misjudged.
Taken advantage of at early age ... innocence flipped too promiscuous flings
Harmful relationships that would leave a flower to shrivel.
Seen as fast or a floozy.
Dirty dancing with enticing demons until late 20's.
Pushed into an unraveling trail of "whom is me??".
Distorted sight, yet again of their reality in blues.
In remembrance that... felines always land on their feet.
Shedding from the tiresome pursuit of "fill me where I've been left empty".
Babbling babies became birthed, where 1 took flight into 3...
Boys...
Glossed eyes with tears where the water sneaks to rise higher than mountains
Shadows whirling in cycles to subtly pull back down to depths of "why do I even exist".
Blessed with a gift many dare not open
Transparency.
Soon she shall conquer, prosper, and transpire after all
Moments kissed goodbye to surreal affection.
The dangers of a forlorn search to validation and being loved.
Met right back where life begun.
A heart of purity to help her overcome.
Azriel, meaning God is my help.
It is received through Saturn's hunt.
About the Creator
Azrie'l Johnson
Mother of 3 & Transparent Healer
Speaker of my truth through gifts of transparency & vulnerability which brought me home to self in healing. Here to be free creatively while pushing my limits into new challenges



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