I Let You Go.

I let you go  escape my heart clear my mind free my spirit strengthen my soul.   I let you go away from me away from us away away away. A little piece from a project that’s coming out soon. This year has taught me the power of standing my ground. Self love isn’t just…

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Intent. Content. Extend.

Set your intentions. Be content about them. Witness how life expands.   I woke up one August morning and couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to life. My eyes opened and stayed fixated on the ceiling. The once perceived smooth surface was now rugged with little rippled designs. I examined my ceiling further…

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Balance.

2/3 of a three piece contemporary design. My relationship with balance has always been somewhat chaotic. In order to reach emotional and spiritual balance there has to be some chaos. Only then will we value the impact of peace. ©aishaadams2019

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Distracted.

Leaves grow on the tips of trees, slowly but surely summer begins.   We watch the rebirth, not paying attention, then June comes with surprised expressions.   It’s summer already but we missed spring, our minds disconnected- it’s never ending.   We forgot what blossoms from soaked dirt; forgot the showers, puddles, smell of earth.…

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Remains.

Feel me move through your veins as souls float on empty trains.   Just to see you, I break chains. Now I wonder, what’s left to gain?   Fighting to heal your contagious pain, it attaches itself to me and causes a strain   within this heart spreading to my brain. Killing me slowly, I…

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Amazing.

Things haven’t been the same since you went away. Holding on to these memories without feeling the same way.   We believed that our souls would roam together. Even after death, believing we’d be attached forever.   It’s amazing how naive teenagers can be. It’s amazing how love can touch someone like me.   I…

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Youngest.

Feet patter on pale blue tiles, they quicken, they stomp marching with purpose.   Little beads hang on the tips of jet black braided hair she moves, they rattle.   Loud giggles echoes  in  long hallways, as little eyes peak through corners.   Boo!   She runs, giggles and hides until a few minutes pass…

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The System.

Brothers. Sisters. Lost family members. Blood shed. Violence Just to be gang bangers.   What has your gang done for you? Besides a sense of belonging. Addiction, murder, and theft. This is the path you are following.   A path that ends with death. Another statistic, behind bars. Another crackhead, addicted to meth. Look at…

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