Saturday, June 18, 2016
When The Water Swallows You Whole
I think this world is so beautiful.
There are so many places out there I see. That I hear of.
And I don't know where I belong. I don't know where I'm going.
All I know is that for every little place there is in the world, there's a place for every single cell of my being.
They hum. They buzz.
The vibrations make me fall apart.
I wonder if when we die, we just become everything around us.
Literally apart of everything.
And some things we reflect more in.
I can remember when Z. Walker passed away and she became the dragonflies.
She came through my music. She followed me into my dreams and we laughed over strawberries.
Her memories haunt me so beautifully. Her voice sends shivers down my spine.
When the water swallowed her whole, she returned, and she is apart of everything.
Because when I feel hard enough, she is here.
Reminding me that this is not it.