When I practice these conscious tools I feel
Energized, Capable, Stable
Truly invincible under the sun
Even through torture and treachery
When called, they’re instantly there to support me
Their rays of light emanating my core, through to my eyes, Increasing my capability
They’re by my side, pushing me towards a brighter future
Like a best friend would
When we come together, that warm, wet liquid cauterizes my wounds.
Soothing the aches of past mistakes
Like a best friend would
This syrup we have, soured by time.
Staying entwined, its foreshadowed
The future may be
Dark as ink
With these conscious tools, I sever this bond.
And open up towards
something more
But how can you sever, what is already you
All the time we spent together.
All the memories we formed…
They cannot be forgotten.
I am a part of you. And you are a part of me.
Just take a look
At that rope
Around your neck
Its golden now.