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Someone once said that people that struggles to sleep have no peace because sleep requires peace of the mind.
It got me thinking ..why is it we hardly sneeze cough or yawn when we sleep? Because in its peace the body lets go..the body lets go of all humanly ties and goes in into a spiritual realm of peace..it explains why you cant control how to not close your mouth when you sleep , how you drool during the night, how you release gas randomly and also how you snore.
Sleep is a vital part in mental health and physical healing..it allows you to take a break from the strenuous activities and nitpicks of life..it gives you a fresh start and a reason to start over.
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I woke up with a dangerous urging love for life and its antics..even the air today is freaking flavorful
-inebriatedsobriety
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Eagletistic
Happiness is a choice ...
I choose to wake up everyday and drink water because i believe it makes me look radiant. I choose to go out in public with my natural hair conrows because at that moment i am actually feeling like it. I choose to a read novel and write poetry each free time i get because that is home to my soul..thats what feeds my soul..thats what makes me happy.
I wanna fly up high like an eagle..have the wind blow swiftly in my face and my hair feeling that welcoming blow of the wind. I wanna giggle because of how that excitement makes me feel.Take me back to those days when i was just but a child that is amused by anything life gives me.They call it childishness at my age when that kind of excitement revisits me in the unfolding of my version of happiness...but i dont care anymore..I wanna live.I want to be happy..
Free me..free my soul..i just want to fly
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Identity Crisis
At times i wanna be locked in ,
At times i wanna have somebody check up on me and make sure im okay.
At times i just find myself clothing my whole being with thorns and at the same time hating the fact that nobody is reaching out to me to love me.
I am constantly in a battle with myself..my thoughts..I wanna love so hard and at the same time i wanna look out for myself to avoid getting hurt.Selfish , egotistic , introvert or lonesome ..words like these merge in my head only but to torture me.What do i actually really feel?I feel powerless..i feel no power over my thoughts or choices..I feel remote controlled.I feel nothing..I feel that there is actually a difference between living and being alive.
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At the end of the day i am accountable to my problems in life my ordeals my mistakes my ups and downs. I am making my story and im never gonna give space for anybody to think my breathing in life depends on their opinions.I am just a goddess out here living dreams leaving footprints and making history
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Do that which brings life to the inner you..be responsible for your unapologetic guilty pleasures ☺️
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Hollow
Seems so quiet..too quiet..all i can hear today is just my heartbeat , my sighs and my breathing. Most parts of my being are not in agreement with how they are supposed to motion..mixed feelings they call it.Numbness.My brains are tired from too much anxiety in a week and my body wants to move on but the dimming lights in my soul are slowing down the process.
Its so hard to make decisions that your whole body can merge in unison to.Convincing yourself that things are gonna change , telling yourself that yes you hurting but you can still pick shit up and move on..thats hard.Because the body in unison just wants to lay down in bed drink whiskey a few tears or two and numb all pain out..regardless of how little thats gonna last
Life can be a struggle of choices..choices that make you remain in one place..choices that can forever make an impact or choices that can actually never be reversed.
In my journey its only now i have come to realize that my mind is what makes me a goddess.I can decide my path my truth my story.I can chose to ignore.I have power to instil action on anything as long as it has my approval.I GIVE POWER.I GIVE LIFE
Yes i may be hollow dim and numb for now..but whats a message without a mess.
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My scars dont define me…they made me a goddess..i stand my ground..i know my truth and i still breathe unapologetically ..like you over there
-quazyqueen
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