Doctor, Doctor

Give me the lobotomy

Make me fucking dead

It's so fucking loud in here

Get these voices out my head

Universal

 What if each star system or exoplanet system is where people lived their past lives.

A Wish to be Me

 I hate the me I used to be. They hate the me I choose to be. Which is the me that's meant to be.

I was lost, in need of guidance, I needed someone to show me how to navigate this hell called life.

Years later and the me I strive to be; the one who experienced growth, understanding, insight. I work hard every day to grow as a person; as a mother. I wish there was a way to help fix me. 

Motivational

 In order to be someone else’s lifeline 

you have to make sure your line ins’t frayed, 

but strong before you jump, 

or else both of you will fall.

With What Authority

 History is repeating with Christianity. All throughout history millions of people have been murdered in the name if ‘God’. The only difference is nowadays anyone or anything that goes against ’God’ is oppressed and discriminated against, hated and threatened on a daily basis. 

All because their religion claims it’s a sin. Just because their ‘God’ claims to be the only god, doesn’t make it true. A belief is exactly that a belief. Not everyone believes in what you believe just as you don’t believe in other religions. It’s called being aware. 

Point is all those other people throughout history judged and condemned innocent people for a ‘God’, for a religion that has only been around for 2 thousand years give or take when Hinduism is the oldest religion; being 4 thousand years old. Become self aware. 

No one has the right to deem what constitutes as a sin, not even a ‘God’.

When Can I live as Me

 Caught in an endless loop of being forced to be someone I’m not. Since I can remember I was always told who to be , how to act. I was never able to be myself. 

The cycle continues today. I finally recognize who I want to be and who I was always meant to be yet I’m still forced to conform and be who they want me to be. Society, friends, family. If anyone ever took the time to realize my personality and everything that is me all connects with Kai. 

The sheep are blinded by societal norms not comprehending that a gender does not define a person. A name is not what makes a person who they are. If a person feels uncomfortable with how they look or feel they have a right as a human being to express themselves in whatever way makes them comfortable. 

Whispers of Green

In the hush of night, where shadows dwell,  

A tender leaf, a story to tell.  

Embers ignite in the solitude's embrace,  

Each inhale whispers—a gentle grace.  

Thoughts untangle like vines in bloom,  

Lifting the veil of an oppressive gloom.  

Color dances where silence once reigned,  

A mind reborn, no longer constrained.  

Through swirling smoke, a cosmos appears,  

Releasing the weight of unspoken fears.  

In laughter’s echo and peace’s soft sigh,  

Maryjane’s gift lets spirits fly high.

A hush unfolds where burdens cease,

A breath unchained, a whispered peace.

In quiet light, the soul unwinds,

A sanctuary where calmness binds.