Looking at you, I saw someone very different from me in your outermost layer. The hEARt sees through vibrations those things eyes cannot see. The soul knows what seems unknowable, senses awaken to the reflection in the mirror. It's you; no, it's me. No, wait, it's me in you. Love is timeless and endless to heart and soul, but it requires the courage and tenacity of a warrior. The steadfastness of a humble servant is no less required. Duality is in all things and essential for

When you don’t try to be anything, there is freedom. You’re not trying to impress, ingratiate, or appease.

I am dizzy and the only thing clear is you. Let me feel your soft lips soaking me like rain in passion.

Seeing your thoughts nicknamed demons, Each whispers with distinct voice.

Narcissistic abuse leaves a battlefield within the mind of traumatic extremes. These are the voices I hear inside my head.