Have faith in the fall. Sometimes life knocks us down so that we can discover what resides at the bottom of it all.
ALETHEIA LIOLAHave faith in the fall. Sometimes life knocks us down so that we can discover what resides at the bottom of it all.
ALETHEIA LIOLADon’t let the ugly in others kill the beauty in you. Let it inspire you to conjure a worthwhile view. Observe their darkness-like space in between the stars. Acknowledged, yet dazzled with the bright beauty of ours. Their darkness is worthy of unconditional love. Just give their ugly, mercy.
ALETHEIA LIOLAThe highest love. Highest power. I will let you in. Devour this anguish, I’m harboring, all to you, surrendering.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI dragged my pain into the darkness, I carried it into the light – No matter where I choose to take it, This pain refuses to subside. I washed my sins off in the ocean, I prayed all my badness away, Whichever God I choose to worship, I cannot make my soul be saved.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI compare myself to the leaves; dead, yet dancing in the breeze. Is it meant to hurt this much, falling from the trees?
ALETHEIA LIOLAClutching a burning match, he said “look, and she’ll explode”. Ignored the gas he poured; his match caused my implode.
ALETHEIA LIOLAAfter the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI give forgiveness like salt and pepper in a restaurant – Turn my world upside down and it’ll pour out of me, flowing freely, until I’m empty.
ALETHEIA LIOLAAbstruse spite bleeds from their mouth. I hear the venom, It’s screaming so loud, And yet so benign Reaction, not roused Their “nasty”, so nice The beast lost its shroud.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.
ALETHEIA LIOLAOnly after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
ALETHEIA LIOLAHow many wounds can you convert to wisdom? How much pain to power can you permute and fathom? This is your story; rewrite how it’s written.
ALETHEIA LIOLAHe dirtied my name with his dark and muddy lies. The earth he left grew flowers for the butterflies & now I thrive.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
ALETHEIA LIOLAA part of me died on the battlefield and a part of me was born. Vulnerability shed like peeling skin. Trust from my core was torn. I was caught between a disassembled heart and a young and fearful mind. I made peace with these pieces as I fell apart with the courage that I made mine.
ALETHEIA LIOLAContemplation; intrinsic. I am aligned perception. A, perfected plan. I am ferocious and tranquil. Rising. Pain to power. Alchemic. Energising
ALETHEIA LIOLA