the demons in me won’t quit
they don’t know how
i got so close to the fire
that none of that matters now
i’ve been burnt alive
as my flesh patiently waited
to be scorched
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the demons in me won’t quit
they don’t know how
i got so close to the fire
that none of that matters now
i’ve been burnt alive
as my flesh patiently waited
to be scorched
we’ll make art in the wind
sit on grass until there are ass prints
we’ll sip our mango smoothies
and make love between the trees
between the sheets
we’ll wrap ourselves with knowledge and dignity
we’ll live in ironic harmony
buzzing to the birds and the bees
their honey needs to be heard too
sweetness in their eyes
sweetness in the lies
we’ll live in contrast and confusion
your heart will only beat to my drum
your eyes will only look where i allow them to
don’t confuse me with another
we are in love remember
let’s act like this luxury we’ve been given won’t be taken for granted
because granted all I can think of is escaping this
loving you for two minutes and then making my break
is that so wrong
will i go to jail for loving too hard or loving too little
and will you text me when it’s over
i need to know if there’s a reset button
i can do better next time
it always takes a next try
what’s next i won’t sigh
we will make it through
we always do
he treats your body like a playground
he comes to swing one day, slide the next.
goes on the monkeybars, shoots you a text
you respond because you’re weak and you love him
but he’s using all of your best equipment when convenient for him
your body's a temple. a garden. a home.
it is not a gym. you can’t work this out.
it’s not a bus stop or a local park he visits on his free time.
when he feels like getting some fresh air.
stop giving him favors and treating yourself like a party he must attend.
you’re more than his boyish needs of sometimes and whenever.
you’re ongoing. you’re forevermore and worthy.
you’re in need of some healing. you’re in need of clarity and peace.
don’t worry you’ll get it and you’ll be strong enough to accept nothing but the best for yourself one day because that’s what you’ve always deserved.
you’re not an apartment. you’re a home.
he’s paying his love to you like monthly rent. once a month when it’s required.
you need to require more.
choose wisely on the guests you let in and entertain.
if they suck the life out of you, you need to let go and hold on to what you know is true.
you and only you.
leave the rest to god.
who are you trying to impress?
who are you trying to look so good for?
who made you feel like you weren’t enough to be exactly as you are?
and who hurt you so bad that you feel undeserving of good things?
tell me who it was
and tell me it was a dream because to see you so low makes me feel broken inside and you know the two of us broke can never not create a storm
we need each other to ride out these waves
we need to go through it all and get back to doing what we love
get back to who we were before society got ahold of us
before they made us feel unworthy of love
before this all blows up and before i go
you promised me forever
now make it so
does it get a rise out of you
to control others
to talk shit get hit
then burn rubbers
does it give you peace
to hurt others
to use and abuse kindness
and empathy and take advantage of that vulnerability
does make it you happy
to know others live in disparity
does it make you a home
if all family members hate your guts
and does it feed your soul
to wake up and spit on lovers you disgust
tell me does it do you any good to do what you do
to bully and act fierce with a weakened mindset
is the mediocrity finally getting to you
And will the pettiness save you?
you'll go through many stages of maturing and then going back to your old habits. it's what we do as humans. sometimes it takes repetition to learn. It's all about how you learn and how you teach others to treat you which is key
spiritual love
i’m finally at peace. praying here with you. praying to a god I never knew. i belong and I’m proud. and you touched me with grace. touched me like you meant it. straight into my soul like a sword. never bent it. i lie awake waiting for these moments. you steal me away with your charm and i never knew love could do no harm. i’m at home. peaceful and praying for more days like this. like this was a kiss from god saying you’ve had enough and let’s breathe. let’s live together and shine and i’ll see you in eternity. then the lord almighty gives me a wink and shuts the door. baby I don’t wanna be poor no more. i’ll let the wind speak our love. I’ll let it make you feel alive and excited to love. for the lord up above we love in grace. through faith and time. this is our moment. where I am yours and you are mine
-Raisa Haque