Lets move towards forever.

I see eternity in your eyes. I wake up and want to breathe in your presence. I want you to be my everyday person.

I want to build you up. Challenge you. Be a catalyst for all positivity that comes into your life. I believe in you. I love you.

Wherever you are right now. Just know that you’re loved. Bless your beautiful soul.

~davids

I just want to continue to heal myself so i can tenderly help to heal those that matter most to me. I can’t do it alone. I am barely holding on today. I’ll be back to myself soon nuff

How many pieces can my soul break into before i can’t piece him back together?
I am weird and all.
Scared of the all.
But through it all I’ll still give praise to the all.

There’s gotta be a way when there feels there’s no way
There’s gotta be a place when i feel there’s no place.
There has gotta be just one more soul out there that will choose to hold me in a valued space.
There’s gotta be more for me in this 22 miles.

What’s the biggest passion that is calling my name?
When I’m standing at the fork in the road how do i choose the right lane?
I know that I have have no place right now.
and there’s “no place like home”
Maybe I’ve been wrong all along

I had a realization last night.

I think I am ready to fully surrender my soul to the one that I love. I want to be tender and supportive and help her reach the most amazing parts of herself. I’ve been ready for a minute. I was ready to pour as much as I could into her spirit.

I have a “home” in her. What is a twin flame? Someone explain…

But life is lifing and I gotta have me the oggest boi summer.

Check in on those that matter most. They might be barely holding on.

Stay up.

~Circa Heartbreak 2023

I sink more everyday. And I rush to the surface to grasp at any instance of light. I hope the universe eases your soul tonight.

I can hold the pain. I can take your burden and make it my own. I can help carry the load. I’ll offload mines somewhere along the way. Or just let it drag behind and weigh me down until i find someone willing to do the same for me.

Beat me up.

Use me.

Abuse my soul.

My spirit ruptures from all it seems God expects me to hold. But for him I’ll stand string through it. It’s about time someone pours this same amount of effort and love into you Dewirt.

Anyone?

Anywhere?

My glass is running emptier than full these days. But for now at least i Still have something in the glass. Shit evaporates fast in this summer heat though.

I hope the devil and depression decide to leave me alone.

I give praise to the Most High. I give praise to the good times I’ve been spending with her. I release this night’s negative emotions. They can attack me tomorrow morning when my spirits rested and the day is new.

Please let me sleep tonight. Please?

Stay true to you. I can’t promise I’ll do the same tonight though.

Found my Balance between the lines.
Thats where i learned to read the harsher messages.
Holding my heart together with paper thin lashings. 
The reaper keeping track of my borrowed time.
Happiness comes and goes, like the lows have gotten the best of us.
How much of my soul would i have to give for a second chance at this?
How much of my soul will be left when i’m done and there’s no one left to tend to it?
Meet me where the sun sets and where God offers alternative passages.
I’ll carry your load like boeing wings and you the Phil Stringer of passengers.
My balance was off until i got this off my chest again.
I know i have a lot to learn. 
Maybe one shot to get it right. 
Come hold my spirit and i’ll protect you tonight.

Memories rush back.
This setback is a good chance to remember how it was at our best times.
I’m working towards loving her in God’s way. Soul tied and free’d minds.

let’s burn down our old garden. 
Feelings overgrown,
roots tangled, 
invasive species sneaking in and unravelling years of work.

let’s burn it all and tend to our garden again.
new buds are sprouting that need water.
I promise to God to honor one of his most beautiful daughters.

how does the heart work? 
Losing time to the sins of the summer heat.
let me protect your soul and body like i’m a bottle of black girl sunscreen.
let the old garden burn.

let the new garden be a project to work on. Let the new garden consume our time.
lets grow the sweetest fruits. 
The loveliest grapes for the loveliest wines.
let’s do it on our time.
but bearing in my that a soul like yours is truly God Sent and preciously divine.
you’re the reason for valentine roses. 
You’re the reason a gardener’s work brings me peace.
You are the biggest piece.
of my peace of mind.

the space between this garden and the last may never be seen. 
We may just build on top of already woven seams.
you may feel like miguel ohara trying to hold it together.
let me be the one to tend to your soul and it could only be better. 
Let me be your garden boy.
let me love ya.
The grass gets greener on this side on the bermuda triangle.

Today.

Today’s goal is to intentionally reframe how i think about myself. It won’t be easy but it will be worth it.

Recently I’ve felt quite worthless. Embarrassed by myself. Picking apart every negative aspect of my personality and soul. Today I’ll go easy on myself.

And then tomorrow. And then the day after.

I hope new beginnings can come. Even a new beginning within a long term situation. Reset and re/evaluate what’s important.

I write as a ode to the better me.
I write to find balance and heal my soul heavily.
Tending to my soul’s garden,
The pad stands at attention readily.
The callouses on my hands harden 
From all the tilling i do every week.
The man in the mirror became the biggest villain i knew.
We sometimes stay stuck even though we’re attempting to move.