Saltblood Psalms

My deep breaths fuel my heart
Just one more night
After another
What a chore

A force of nature
To be here
To stay
To feel everything

A life of suffering—
I thrive off that shit
Like a brutal winter
My heart is raw and unfiltered

I dove deep to see her
The sacred red
Of the swallowed sea
She’ll find me
Begging
On plastered knees

She just wants to be safe
Satiated
Saved

May 18, 2017

I watched the Nina Simone documentary yesterday and I have never felt more reflected. She is the most beautiful woman. Her rawness and vulnerable ways I admire. I feel myself. Pieces of myself I don’t recognize. I see that it’s okay to embrace the darkness. I’ve been living in a fantasy. Paired with the article I read about how unhealthy it can be to live a life in which one strives for positive thinking while ignoring and not accepting negative emotions. I need that rawness, but I’m scared I’ll go back to that dark sad space. So I bury that emotion and pretend to be positive. I’m finding all these emotions blowing up in my face. I need to learn that it’s okay to be sad, mad, and even angry. And to feel it. Feel it all. I need to feel it. Maybe that’s my lesson, to be honest about the way I feel.

I feel I’ve lied to myself in a sense. Using phrases like “everything happens for a reason” and “wabi Sabi” and Buddhist philosophy to transform my thoughts. Although wise; in my case, I find myself on auto pilot on the other side of the spectrum, lying about how I truly feel, coping with addictions. I think I’m ready to embrace ALL of my feelings. Come out the dark side, Mama wants to play. I want to get to know my dark side.

Unmoving

I remember sitting down in an empty space

Unmoving on a cloud

I saw my future there

Declared it aloud

Finding my name is claiming myself