Strapped to my chest

Heartbroken because of my defeats. These boys have yet again to make it a smooth trail of sun flowers and star light leading me through the forest of all my ruins. Constantly trying to connect to your being primarily seems as hard as me searching for God. Maybe both are just as taboo. Isn't it faith I lack in both of you? Records that will never have solitary truth? 

But missing the connection between my safety and haven comes with a price of sacrifice and compromise. Compromises outside of my jurisdiction. I don't mean to be reluctant but the beat to my heart feels as if its touching foreign grounds. 

Praying is the only way I feel connected to my plee, to my faith in knowing if you just practiced me, you'd never question the universes conspiracies. 

A whole lotta love

I just want to take a moment to give gratitude; something I lack to do most times. 

I'm beyond blessed to have such a strong, beautiful team of people in my life loving me and supporting me constantly. 

I know I've lost direction .. And along with that, I've lost a lot of my own self, my beliefs even traits that were thrilling.

I'm trying to find a way back to basics. To find the true power of love to move me again. And I promise that all the love you guys offer me , is waking me up again. 

to the beautiful people that make my life so much more worth it <3 

"Write something beautiful, Mel"

I'm not sure if it''s quite possible right now. But we can start with my heart and it's yearnings. My hearts heavy and it's broken. It's constantly dancing its way through the next rhythm featured in the chronicles of my life. I feel defeated. Defeated by the way the hearts suppose to know what to want. I feel my body taking new form, adapting to this modified way of living. I can't tell you how i'm feeling when all my heart can sense is dispear. I long for the day my home waits for my spirit, the harvesting that will result in nutrition for my body, the wind that blows with the whisper of what peace might just be like. Finally, territory that I can say belongs to me and will never be robbed from me again.

Readers , 

I really should be writing right now. I'm in the most transformation of my life. My hearts changing. 

Darte la espina

Solo le pido al tiempo que me robe las ganas de besarte. Sentir una ves mas, el perfecto aire de nuestras aromas. Pasar por el tiempo como el aire que respiro. No lo olvides, to me amas mucho mas.

Love me tender.

The way I act around me, so different around me. I love this inner peace that rushes through me as the stars shoot at the sky and reflects onto my night. Love is beautiful you know- and if you really stop to think about it, interconnected with my entire desire to be alive. I can't help the pleasure of emotions twisting and amplifying brighter than light. I can't ever show you the glow its left around my entire essence. To need this much love and have it given, I've tasted heaven.

Just a taste ..

It's the wind speaking again. Advising me of the storm that's about to dawn on my days. I'm not sure how I lost sight. How I jumped ship so unexpectedly. I'm so sad to not feel you, so lonesome when I'm near you. You don't know what I've put myself through. What I'm about to do us two.