Running on empty.
Self-preservation is key.
Stop to drink and rest.
-Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Running on empty.
Self-preservation is key.
Stop to drink and rest.
-Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
It starts from inside,
I am often told,
try hard to control
the space that you hold.
Dig deep from inside,
to release all cares,
becoming aware
of everything there.
Change happens inside,
perceptions transform,
cradle all ice storms,
turn cold into warm.
Balance from inside,
removing extremes,
extracting old scenes,
then sewing the seams.
Feel free from inside,
let all the bad go,
your pure smile will glow
all joys will then grow.
Find strength deep inside,
grab hold of pure light,
all day and all night
it always shines bright.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Needs are always there,
wants are often pushed aside.
Treat yourself, indulge.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Entangled by an alluring dance,
oblivious to its mute romance.
Entrapped and captured, soon seduced,
by knots so tight, they can’t come loose.
I toss and turn, try hard to sway,
the more I move, the more I stay.
My helpless heart stands still in place,
gives into loss, no will to chase.
But sacrifice is not my name,
refuse to play these worthless games.
Calm all my nerves, search through my mind,
tasting the hope that I soon find.
Open my eyes and come to see,
my captor has always been me.
The ego side, afraid to live,
realizing this, makes all knots give.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Once it is broken,
it will never be the same,
at times much better.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Swallow my sadness
like it is a pill.
Exposing my heart
I stumble, it spills.
Swift hollow dulled pain,
consuming my chest.
My smile shining bright,
inside I need rest.
Shadow of my soul
haunts me to the core.
The more I receive
further, I deplore.
Wallow in dim pride,
a well-disguised ploy.
To keep worries far,
behave like a toy.
Mirrored reflection,
intently I stare.
See my younger self,
then whisper I care.
Summon inner strength,
demand it to stay,
command it to grow,
with each passing day.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Stand for your beliefs.
Do not allow others views,
to hide in your eyes.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Would you pass a tissue,
or wipe off someones tears?
Would you speak from your heart,
or freeze from anxious fears?
Would you feed from your core,
a good lesson you learned?
Would you pass by quickly,
walking too scared to turn?
Would you run from the truth,
you have hidden inside?
Would you escape yourself,
find a new place to hide?
If I behave offbeat,
would you run from me too?
If I search for answers,
would you throw me a clue?
If I aim for self care,
should I burn from pure guilt?
If I think my own thoughts,
will it break what we built?
If I start to comply,
change my image for you?
If I loose who I am,
will I still be called true?
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy