Take a sip from your forbidden fruit —
and I mean the bottomless parts of your mind.
Dip inside, dive deep, go underneath, underwater
where the bubbles slide along your sides
like hands that once found home on your hips.
Walk down to the garden
because your words can live forever
and the flowers love it when you talk —
when you let your soul breathe.
Dare to be dangerous and explosive enough
to run away with your thoughts
and get lost in the tangled lines
that define your mentality.
Understand that we are all human beings
made up of individual complexities.
Swallow this idea, stomach it,
let it resonate so that when it’s late
and you find yourself
wandering with the voices that keep you up at night,
you know to not to silence the ghost.
Learn to love the mess inside your head
because there are no two thinkers alike.
You are the sole traveling light in this universe
shining in colors we only know exist
when you pick your brain.
and thank me later.