That let down was too big, too heavy to carry alone
The fall from what I thought was grace.
It was just an empty promise all along
A house of glass built upon quick sand – a sinking foundation
The lights shone bright but no one was home
I called out for help and no one answered
I broke in anyways and tried to make a home there
Make-believe and wish it into existence
Dragging you in with me, reluctantly
But all my wishes fell down the wishing well into its darkest depths, its murky waters
Nothing exists without consistency, stability, effort.
Silence is a lonely ghost
Love is just not enough, because it is too easy to love
We were built for it, we know how to do it
Yet rarely do we do it well…you knew only a broken version of love.
You were broken yourself – afraid and alone
People say they want kindness, that they are kind
But kindness out of convenience isn’t really kind…that’s just self serving
What about kind when you’re raw, weak and afraid?
Kind when your shit is stirred up.
Kind when you owe nothing and may receive nothing…
That kind of kind is rare.
The kind of kind we show animals and use far too sparingly with each other
In this world of upheaval and change
In this planet of hurt and crisis
In this society run on people’s trauma
We should show more Love. Period.
Inconvenient Love, out of your way Love, big boundless Love, accepting and unfiltered Love
All kinds of Love that require us to stretch outside of our comfort and convenience
Love that sees another’s Soul, another’s Heart…
Get out of our own way type of Love.
That’s what I’m here for.