The highest love. Highest power. I will let you in. Devour this anguish, I’m harboring, all to you, surrendering.
ALETHEIA LIOLAI can feel her resurrecting. The one he thought he had killed. Strength realised in her resting. It was worth all the blood spilled.
More Aletheia Liola Quotes
-
-
Our interpretations reflect our imperfections. We will always read between the lines, but we decide what we choose to find.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Clutching a burning match, he said “look, and she’ll explode”. Ignored the gas he poured; his match caused my implode.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
The only way I’ll ever choose to taste sweet love again, Is if he tells me, he loves my mind, and the way I use my pen.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
All my trauma grown to thorns, he overlooked it all. Perhaps they caused him to bleed in ways I can’t recall.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
You can find beauty in the darkest of places. Be the light, my love. Bring smiles to their faces.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
We shined a light through our flaws to our internalistic plea. Emphasized the healing that shall set our lost souls free. We were a brief reflection of what we should not be.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Have faith in the fall. Sometimes life knocks us down so that we can discover what resides at the bottom of it all.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
I compare myself to the leaves; dead, yet dancing in the breeze. Is it meant to hurt this much, falling from the trees?
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Cultural identity; warped and changed. Each of you thinks the other is to blame, It’s created this way, yet we all play a role. We could stop it today if we felt the truth in our souls.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Evil exists in the shadows of our world and I’m realizing that without the darkness there would be no light. We need both to stay alive.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
My bloody hands that hold on to faith. Learned that we grow with pain and not age.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
He dirtied my name with his dark and muddy lies. The earth he left grew flowers for the butterflies & now I thrive.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
You, a God I worshipped Your word was music to my ears Rose-tinted glasses: verdict You confirmed all my worst fears.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Forgiveness for others and yourself too will transform your world into a beautiful view.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
On my worst days, I give the devil hell. On my best day, I hold a light for God to dwell.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility – without errors, mistakes, or fuck ups.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
I survived because the fire I have inside me burns brighter than the fire that surrounds me forever thriving with blazing vitality.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Trust assumes loyalty; and loyalty in the true sense of the word, the infinite, devoted kind of loyalty – that kind of loyalty doesn’t exist anymore.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
I have a habit of seeing through the cloak that they wear to hide what truly resides in their soul. I have a habit of tearing out skeletons from the blackest of closets; although it’s never the goal. I have a habit of forcing others to look in the mirror, at the darkest parts of their soul. And I no longer want to play the role.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
A 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 LIOLA -
Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Lies feel like nails on a chalk board scraping down the marror of my spine and truth feels like harmonious melodies gifted from the hands of the divine.
ALETHEIA LIOLA -
Be aware of the judgments that you and others conjure. The words reflect the inner world; the doctrines that you sponsor.
ALETHEIA LIOLA