ocean of tears

why do i feel
so heavy
why do i feel
like i am made
of lead
sinking further
into the earth
with each
step
i cannot
even
lift
my
head
how heavy am i?
how heavy is this?
is
sorrow
made
of
stone?
loneliness is
density is
an anchor
on my soul
dragging me
to depths
where the weight of this
ocean
of
tears
will finally
crush
me.

sometimes i feel like it has all been said before. like even i have said it all before. of course there is probably a good reason there is a universal suffering. a human condition. but at least i painted a pretty picture to go with it.

today i called on both my dodo bird & my giant squid. (two of my power animals)

love for the lovely

maybe
love
is for other people
with perfect smiles
& perfect hair
& perfect lives
a love
those disheveled souls
like myself
can watch on tv
& dream
of never
having.

who saw this one coming? i have been the virgin mother, joan of arc, the queen of hearts…it was inevitable that i would get around to being venus?

credit to “the birth of venus” by sandro botticelliĀ 

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