I surrender to you:

i surrender to your touch, your soft hands caressing every part of me.

I surrender to your taste, tasting your tongue is like tasting honey, tasting your skin like warm chocolate.

I surrender to the sound of you, your voice so deep it’s like I’m drowning in the deepest ocean,.

I surrender to the sight of you, one glance and I’m week at the knees.

ive never felt like this before, that’s why I was so scared to let go, but I’ve given up, given into you, was that your plan? Get me to fall for you so you could have complete control? Fine, have it, have me, your heart‘s so big I could get lost in it, lost in you, I hope you’ll be able to find me at the end of all this, or maybe they’ll be no ending, maybe you’ll get lost in me too.

I'm not sure who is looking back in the mirror at me

staring, so blankly, right in front of me

listen, you can hear her breath

so close, looking a mess

the freckles on her nose are faint

angle kisses, they call them, but she ain't no saint

powerful, this feeling of powerlessness

like the cards were dealt and you're left with hopelessness

the knot in my chest, pulling tighter

really, I thought I was a fighter

disappointing, that's what you are

thought you were gonna go so far

depression? no. depressing? yes.

all of the tears, I repress

a song, a movie, a spot of wine

completely appropriate to cry

anything else? it's not ok

for that's a sign you're not ok

want to scream want to shout

but inside, the throat's a drought

it's not a dream

it's the self-esteem

it's all ego

hard to let it go

look again, in the reflection

all I see is what lacks affection

all those dreams and none of them pipe

now, like the reflection is a daguerreotype

nothing but the image

nothing but the shape

all form no matter

and so, what is the matter?

what is hard in this present moment

and what is so difficult of this bestowment

this gift of divine charity

not so divine, even in memory

for this bestowment can only be granted

if these thoughts go unplanted

surrender the mind, surrender the thoughts

let go of all that is fraught

battle the fret with love and care

even if there's not much flare

listen inside, the solutions are there

every time you lack some air

You think that cancel culture comes from the Gen Z snowflakes, with their safe spaces and political correctness? Wrong. The right wing Christian’s have been canceling media for years. Did we forget about the anti-gay parents who wouldn’t let their children watch SpongeBob? Or the conservative parents who got (so called) controversial books banned? Or what about the parents who wouldn’t let children read Harry Potter because of the anti-christian witchcraft involved?

The only difference between todays cancel culture, and that of our parents, is social media of it all.

Through grit or by grace abiding

Ill keep on living.

Though mountains keep rising

And rain keeps falling-

I stand by these words spoken once in writing:

"There is no such thing as ending,

Just a new beginning."

So with everything

Life keeps on bringing,

Ill keep on saying,

Through grit or by grace abiding

Ill keep on living.