Go By What Ye Know | OtherPoetry-02

Go By What Ye Know

Like a subtle but obvious lullaby

Her spirit emits a long, shuddering cry.

Singing; her heart falls with abandon

Mimicking love, as if reactions in random

Chaos might meet and flow

With one she has and will know.

In this plane and in the next dimension

Her demons’ slain as she rises in levitation

Crossing her ‘T’s and carefully dotting her ‘I’s

Innate knowledge leads her without a why

Asked

in confusing

Or awaiting

Affirmation

In confirmation.

Of facts she does; but should not know

Unlocked with her bloodline's keys to flow…

Never ending

Forever sending

In synapses, eliminating the warmth of blue,

Unable to use diplomacy to try and subdue

The raw, stark emotional logic

Of being alone; surrounded by magick.

Seeking others of like mind and thought

Articulation of her diction comes to naught

But the inevitable heat of her desire

Create a dark vortex within the fire

As the passion that lights her eyes

dances with an indigo flame that cries

for

understanding – in kindred comfort.

She discovers hypocrisy and tries to assent

the words she knows to be true

the actions she knows are honorable too.

Only to fall short of her own ideals

As into a whirlwind of emotion she steals

One golden moment of a memory; all she receives

For offering and giving all she is, for what she needs.

“STOP!” She says aloud to ‘self’

“Go by what ye know!” as in a mind meld

With her ancestors' and spirit guide's suggestion

For the most incredible, astounding revelation…

She is too much in the spiritual realm

To be earthly good for the soul at the helm.

The fourth dimension of time does not forgive

Nor does it concern itself that she will live,

Allowing ‘self’ to be led seriously astray

Down the path where others deceive and play

With one’s heart and love intensely emotional

Destroying the inner child for motivational

Selfishness in Darkness, ill intent and

maliciously ignorant to harm

Another, because of course they can;

as trust betrays the one to disarm,

and dismantles the shield and armor worn with a purpose.

Her reason for survival; hoping for mutual togetherness,

Ascending in an upward spiral of the life force energy

Touching all with soft caresses in nurturing synergy.

Somewhere along her path of due

She lost the bright opalescent hue

Of determination and the ability to feel alive

As her calculating, yet ‘seeing’ mind

Tries so very hard within to find

A goodness to bring beauty forth

Into the atmosphere of Earth to sort

Through all the illness and disease

Of rancid war as ‘she’ gives to please

Without expectations of payment returned—

or deception as in cruelty it burned

out the soul of humanity

within the laws of scarcity.

“STOP!” she said to ‘self’ aloud

“Go by what ye know!” in a silver cloud

“Not by what ye need.” ~ for in doing so—

“Ye evoke the greed.” ~ of those who will slow

our cycled journey with destination to a screeching halt

Giving them the weapon they need to win the assault

In this battle and the stinking war on love

Leaving only pestilence, below and above…

“Go by what ye know!”

I have been diagnosed as Bi-polar I and Personality disorder. Though I do not believe this is so, I live with it day in and day out. This pen is about my inner turmoil and how someone could possibly think I am mentally ill. I believe because I have more synapses activity in my brain, and use both sides to think and feel, that those who had me diagnosed where extremely jealous because they could not and believe me to be smarter than they are. Their plan to eliminate me from their evil game worked. There you have it, there it is and so it goes...