Author: The Given Heart
Finding Myself, While You Find You.
Flashy Wings. by The Given Heart
Honestly vulnerable to regret;Embarrassment slapping your whole face.Tasting something you can’t even trustEven if you cooked it like you are in a race.Rushing becomes your heart with a thrustOut and about; memories and visions burstBountifully as fear wrapped around guilt start reigning.Levels of adrenaline reducing and risingAs the bass heartbeat; who thought we would overreactSo…
Smile met Breathe.
Laughter was hiding shamelessly,Wind rotating gloriously,Sunshine gracing Atmosphere’s face. Fear hugging Jealousy foolingOpportunity to divorce LifeWhile False Accusations comes drooling. Awe slapped you,Breathe started escaping and returning. Options grabs Laughter by the neck,Shrinking you.You start feeling little. Corpus callosum shakes weightlesslyForcing you to humble yourself.You comply and Breathe fully comes back hugging Smile. Life goes…
The Moment of Truth. by The Given Heart
The thought of building,The thought of crushing.These can come at the same interval.Then when are we going to ask for clean air?Telling ourselves that things will be fine,Terribly comes empty.Tales bark lies; mere imagination.The truly important or impotent?Tell yourself which one suits you better.Take some time to feel your soul.
Life has more than frowning.
Smile all day. Sleep at night without dismay. Spread your wings and enjoy. This is the evidence.
Living In A Dead Environment by The Given Heart
You first feel bored,You complain without shouting,You can’t sleep because dead men will be walking.You only have two optionsYou either join the dead,You living is another side of the coinYou really need the Saviour;You feel like you can’t sense any in your vicinity.You slap yourself carelesslyYou regret doing it at the end of the circle.You…
Touched (Refined) by The Given Heart
I have sensed;the depressing plus torturing.I have been awakened;by the welcoming plus charming. Amongst each community;that I have reached,Songs of peace echo in pretense;The unattended with none to tackle,Sense aimlessly around; to those using the sickle.I am traumatized. I see the handicapped;The heart inside me,Flip to and fro;Magma is poured into my mouth. On wheelchairs;They…
The Rotation Within #1 by The Given Heart.
I asked Me if she feels terrible,Me gave a half answer saying it was more of a disaster;In continuation, asking why I would think Me would feel terrible.Me went on to share how she oftenSenses that I will be singing a miserableSong in his part of the mind.I then says that there is no point…
Say, “Hello!” to Reality.
Introducing… Life to you. Love from the bottom of The Given Heart. He writes for you and me to feel life as it is supposed to be felt.
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