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You’re the hot tea that I need in that I need in the morning ☕️❤️ (yes, I changed the lyrics up a bit to make it more fitting for the life I live lol). Here’s a clip of @chaseprinceart and I doing a cover of “Best Part” by @hermusicofficial and @danielcaesar a couple weeks ago at #diverseword ✨💫✨ (at Dandelion Communitea Cafe) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnjF7QVgyFu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=4a3enfe0e66u
A lot of creatives right there! #orangeismedia #RespectTheMic #echoscorner #diverseword
A lot of creatives right there! #orangeismedia #RespectTheMic #echoscorner #diverseword
A lot of creatives right there! #orangeismedia #RespectTheMic #echoscorner #diverseword
More writing!
So here’s the second one I’ve read. Probably won’t be more til I read again.
This one shares a bit of feelings from the first, but I began to realize I wasn’t as dependent as I thought. My accomplishments are still my own even if I had a bit of help.
My Body My body, like a prison, encased my mind in the cold steel of reality. That dark and bitter reality that makes you want to hide inside yourself until someone can provide solid proof that there’s really something else out there.
Trapped at the bottom there should have been no way to go but up, but somehow I dug deeper instead, further inside myself as I tried to hide from the darkness.
I’d like to say I got out eventually on my own, but I had a bit of help. Help that I no longer have, help that it hurts to think about, help that I’ll never forget.
Wait.
…help that I no longer need.
I did get out on my own, I clawed my way out of that overwhelming prison, climbing up through my disjointed self-perceptions as I overcame them and made them my own instead of my wardens.
My body, my key, opened up my mind to the wonderful warmth of life. That bright and musical life that makes you want to let yourself out into the world and sing about its wonders to everyone who will listen.
I missed out on a lot while hiding in that dismal hole for so long; I have time to make up for it, time to experience everything I hid from, time to share my wonderfully warm life with the world.
-Emily
Poetry!
So I decided to post some written stuff! I’ll probably only share the ones that I’ve read already, but I reserve the right to change that.
The first one I’ll share is the first one I wrote and the first one I read. It’s named after a girl, so the theme might be obvious. It’s several weeks old, no more fresh feelings but still feelings.
Mia When we met I sat at your bedside for a week straight. Held your hand with my heart in an open palm. I’d say it were love at first sight, but…
Your mind was a brilliant light, calling to my own as it wandered through a crushing darkness. When we connected I felt myself come alive. More alive than I’d ever felt. I opened myself up to you and you received me with your own wide open arms. Within a month I expressed my love for you and felt that sweet wave of relief when you expressed the same back.
Our minds swirled and danced through the months and years, your passion lit my soul on fire and I felt myself burn for you in ways I never thought I could. I was your slave, your lover, your best friend, your very own personal person. I told you I was yours and you responded with the most tender kisses and that single word I longed to hear on your lips, “mine”.
You unlocked me with your loving words, always knowing the right things to say. You opened my eyes to worlds of possibilities. That brilliant light that is your mind guided my own into a shining reality I never thought I’d have the courage to find. Never even knew existed.
The years we’ve shared are irreplaceable and unmistakably the best they could have been for me, I hope they were for you too. You helped make me Me. You led me out of the darkness I’d never have escaped on my own and I’ll never be able to thank you enough for that…
Because…
You’re a thousand miles away…
Your life is a thousand miles away…
Neither of us know if it’ll ever be any closer…
All I have to give is myself and I would more than gladly give it but in this new reality my hand can’t transcend this all-too-physical distance between us.
I won’t be able to hold your hand as I venture into those worlds and this reality that you’ve helped me find. You’ll always have that piece of my heart and I’ll always dream of the day I would have gotten to feel your delicate fingers wrapped around mine. I hope you’ll be able to forgive me.
There’s no more darkness but this light might be bittersweet without you.
-Emily
