Denial becomes a prison

Denial becomes a prison

When you ignore

The roots buried in your heart

The subconscious holds the truth

Of what's underneath

And sometimes it's messy

Shame arises

That you would rather keep

Lodged into the ground

Like a forbidden secret

Afraid of what happens

When you decide to dig it up

It's not a prison you cannot break out of

It is a prison that waits until you're ready

To face yourself

So you can see others

For who they really are

You carry the armor

To walk in the forest of shadows

Awakening

The serpent wants to awaken

It's teeth is a reminder

That healing is never without pain

From unprocessed emotions

That was easier to push away

Than to feel

The electrical current flows

Leaving my heart vulnerable

But through vulnerability

Is the garden of interconnectedness

Where love holds no stigma

And arousal is natural

I feel the tingling rise and fall like waves

My awareness expands until I see nearly the entire ocean that is me

The darkness is your healing sanctuary

Your fascination with the depths and the taboo

Is not an error

Or an excuse to unconsciously

Carry the weird label or shame yourself

You do not need outward validation

But space to fully explore those depths

And use them to create art

It is your healing sanctuary

Where your soul doesn't need to put on a mask,

Because you have explored this realm before

What comes from the dark

Is your gifts

You do not need plant medicine

To uncover your shadows,

You already have the key

Betrayal

Betrayal

Feels like you're falling in quicksand

You try to cling onto the pieces of the past,

The part of you that was ignorant

Of what's to come

You thought your heart was made of steel,

Able to overcome anything

But the pieces crumble

And you fall into the abyss

Without a single branch to hold onto,

The darkness is not permanent

There is a way out,

But it means you have to face the betrayal,

And notice the roots that grew in response

When authenticity becomes an aesthetic

Authenticity has lost its meaning,

Like a doll repeatedly dragged in the mud

Until it becomes unrecognizable,

Privacy becomes a luxury

It becomes an aesthetic

That everyone craves to have

Like the newest product release

Authenticity cannot exist

On a platform that forces you

To perform or filter yourself,

Authenticity is actually found

In the private moments off screen

Where no one is watching

And your mind isn't aware of judgement from others

It's easy to pretend you are being real,

To share your whole life story

So people don't feel alone,

But the shadow looks over your shoulder

Whispering to keep going,

To keep sharing your privacy for validation

To erase the boundaries

And make your whole life a production

For the world to see and to imitate,

But the disconnect has become too strong,

And the discomfort starts to feel like you're choking on stale air

And your soul desires the silence,

The privacy to feel seen,

To come across genuine joy

The doorway to our life force