Meditations

I sleep under an open window
Waiting for dreams to drift inside
Sometimes it gets cold but my heart stays warm
I sculpted a new soul out of rose quartz and gold
It's shinier than ever so I make sure to clean it every day
I live on a diet of paint, photosynthesized sunlight, and music notes
I'm healthy and I'm strong so I know I'm doing this right
These little rituals I've crafted,
Love notes to myself,
A small remedy I found for peace
I go on art adventures
I walk on sugared honey pathways
They're otherworldly meditations
Down feather comforters for my spirit
Some days are better than others
I'm broken down and missing parts, 'cause I've got a lemon heart
But I have my bandages and my needle and thread
And I have my ceremonies
Healing medicine that I take daily
Swallow it down with cinnamon tea
Each breath I take is a thank-you to the universe
For giving me this life
Sometimes it hurts to be alive
And that's when I use my meditations ❤

Hymn

I am trying to be better
I am trying to wipe off the dirt and the fear
I ripped myself in two so that I could stitch myself back together with liberation and release
I'm letting go of what no longer injects my veins with fire
Flushing out toxicity and mapping out survival routes
I am coming for everything they said I couldn't have
There will be rest
Until then, keep fighting

I am a storm in a teacup
A supernova in a spoon
I'm ready, I'm ready
I'm ready to go

I only have the glitter on my nails
The bleach in my hair
The fragile bones under my skin
And the infinite above my head
But I'm going to turn them into light and harmony and freedom
So that when I go back home in my spaceship someday
And turn back into stardust
I can say I did my best
For now, I'll take my vitamins, rise with the sun, and breathe in and breathe out
Live my beautiful reckless life
Accept myself for the messy artwork that I am
And sing, sing, sing.