Thursday, April 21, 2016

I just want to feel like a little kid again by Matasha Y. Lee

I just want to feel like a little kid again by Matasha Y. Lee

He stares into my eyes
And the Big Bad Wolf no longer exist,
I do not have to be brave,
I can be released into his arms and feel safe.
He has no intent on hurting me.
He has no intent on making me feel small.
His desire is to embrace every air we breath
And shelter me from the rain
That tends to leave my eyes.
He keeps the world outside
But leaves the sun in my heart.
I'm that little girl again,
I blush when I hear his voice,
My eyes brighten when he holds my hand.
I become shy when he kisses me.
I melt in his arms when he holds me.
The S melts off my chest
And the crown is placed on my head.
We fly away from every moment that tends to become darken
But the storms we do not hide from
No, we embrace as we soar
While the thunder roars
I am his peace and he is mine.
I am no longer empty
Because he is fulfilling
And chances are it isn't over
And it never will be,
We are each other shelters,
A well kept secret,
A eternal love race,
I always feel the chase,
The chase remains,
And I stay,
His words are not a lie,
His trust is a right hand,
Our birth is secured in his land.
He says, my darling, hand over your shield,
I trust to let go.
He smiles,
And then twirls me
And, then, I lay,
To the rhythm of his chest.

This is MY LIFE by Matasha Y. Lee

This is MY LIFE by Matasha Lee

I release myself from the bandwagon of the religious status quo
That has for too long told me to suffer
And lay at the feet of man
Begging for forgiveness to cover up my sin
That allows me too be happy.
I curse my own happiness to be morally right in front of the crowd
While my heart rebels and says I will never join you
While you wear the mask of unhealthiness.
You walk on cracks and break backs because you are too afraid to stand alone.
Why are you afraid to stand alone?
When in darkness you weep for a friend
And in the light you cannot enjoy because you need someone's hand to hold you
But it was only your voice that broke through the cracks of your screams.
Pull yourself together and be proud of your life
And your smile.
How can one judge your happiness when it is you that wears the smile?
How can one condemn you when it is your joy on the line?
Pull yourself together and rise!
You deserve what it is your heart weeps for every day.
You deserve every stitch of garment that brings a sparkle to your eye.
You can't afford not to be happy.
You can't attend enough seminars to wake up to the truth
THIS IS my life.