I see it., by C.London

C.London

I see it.

I see your soul...

I see it and I am in awe.

Bright and beautiful.

Bursting with loud and buoyant colors.

I see your soul...

I see it and I am satisfied.

Strong, loving, and true.

I see all of you.

Every nook and cranny.

Every single particle that makes you who you are.

I see your soul.

And I am surrounded.

I am encompassed.

I am enclosed in a light so pure, my breath fails me.

I see it..

And I am engulfed.

Swallowed up.

Consumed in an endless pool of exuberance.

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What I know.

Addicted? Yes, but I can quit. Obsessed? Yes, but I can forget. Attached?

Questions.

What do you do? What is there to do when all that… When all that makes you..you has d… What do you do when you feel that… Where do you go?

I met a lion

I met a lion. Ferocious && strong. Cunning && sharp with wit. I met a lion. A substantial and magnificent lion…

Astounding..

Broken.. Tattered.. Confused. These WERE my adjectives. The words that described my very e…

Thoughts..

I am free. Yet, I am surrounded. I am uplifted. Yet, I am grounded. ...

Haiku...for you.

I remember it. The love, your touch, and the pain… Yes, I remember.

Questions and Answers.

Imagine walking through a tunnel. A cold, dark, damp tunnel. Imagine, the fear you must feel... Imagine the uncertainty. This tunnel is never-ending...

...Anger

Consumes every inch of my body. Taking over each sliver of essence… Covers all that is good like black… Hurts like heartbreak. Burns like fire.

Meaningless Words

“Are you okay?”... Meaningless words. A question asked by everyone. The answer, wanted by no one. Why ask?

Love me...?

Love is the question, always the q… Never the answer. What is the answer? To the never ending question that… Do you love me?

This...

This HURT I have, Eats me up at night... Claws at my insides. Tears me up like lifeless paper. This CONFUSION I feel,

Untitled.

What do you do? What is there to do when all that… When all that makes up you, has di… What do you do when you feel that… Where do you go?

Who are you?

Who are you? I know not who you are. You are a stranger to me.. To my mind... To my heart.

Here

I like it here. This place.. In this space. I like it here. This safe place...

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I see it.

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