Soul Afire

Sometimes the music of others is the best expression of ourselves.

SA 🕯 July 9, 2023

She the type of girl that will give you the whole world, but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes

She the type of girl that forgets about herself, and she always tries to smile even when she wants to cry

She the type of girl that will never ask for help, but she will always give advice if you're talking su***de

She the type of girl that wants to be someone else, so she covers all her scars now she's ready for the fight

She the type of girl that will give you the whole world, but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes

She the type of girl that forgets about herself, and she always tries to smile even when she wants to cry

She the type of girl that will never ask for help, but she will always give advice if you're talking su***de

She the type of girl that wants to be someone else, so she covers all her scars, now she's ready for the fight

She takes a lot of selfies, but she doesn't know herself, and she's very down to earth, but she wants to leave the world

She feels like life is over cuz she's always overwhelmed, she reminds me of myself, and I just hope she gets help

People see her scars, but they don't understand the battles

Just like people see the stars, you dont know how far they travelled

From a kid she was an adult, she had to learn to battle

She's been hiding in the shadows of the trauma she can't handle

Smiles on all her socials, but cries behind her photos, if only you could see the things that she doesn't post

But looks a little closer you can see that she is broken, always posting like she's coping, but inside she's dying slowly

Cuz she hates the way she feels, overthinking makes her ill

Now she's drinking every weekend cuz she's trying to numb the feels, but nothing seems to work, nothing

Numbs the hurt cuz when she wakes up in the morning every day she's still her

She the type of girl that will give you the whole world, but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes

She the type of girl that forgets about herself, and she always tries to smile even when she wants to cry

She the type of girl that will never ask for help, but she will always give advice if you're talking su***de

She the type of girl that wants to be someone else, so she covers all her scars, now she's ready for the fight

She's got a heart of gold but she suffers in her soul, self esteem is broken but she fights it on the low

Ain't you ever noticed that she's always on her own, or she's always on the phone but she doesn't say hello

Mental health, mental health, she can't do this by herself

She's not rude she's not well, she's just frightened to get help, there ain't no one she can tell, not even the girls

So she keeps it to herself and she smile to the world, she's tired of all her flaws and insecurties that haunt her

Trying to deal with trauma in her head she's got some walls up, family don't support her, but support their other daughters

She's alone inside her mind, and she just doesn't feel important

Depression in her mind, posion in her blood, anxiety in her heart, and she's screaming to be loved

She ain't got no self esteem and what you see is just a front, she's always on the run, but she doesn't know what from but

She the type of girl that will give you the whole world, but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes

She the type of girl that forgets about herself, and she always tries to smile even when she wants to cry

She the type of girl that will never ask for help, but she will always give advice if you're talking su***de

She the type of girl that wants to be someone else, so she covers all her scars now she's ready for the fight

She the type of girl that will give you the whole world, but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes

She the type of girl that forgets about herself, and she always tries to smile even when she wants to cry

She the type of girl that will never ask for help, but she will always give advice if you're talking su***de

She the type of girl that wants to be someone else, so she covers all her scars, now she's ready for the fight

I just want to say I hope that you're ok, I'm sorry if you relate, don't worry I feel the same

I'm trying to make a change and raise awareness with my name, so if you're ever feeling down, you can shout me on the page

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That's her Georgiou Music · Song · 2021

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~ Dear Brian/Brian's Response ~

~ Dear Brian... ~

I know this little girl
who is really not so little
She loves hearing my poems
and takes them as a riddle

But I'm writing today to tell you
that this girl is driving me mad
Even when she's happy and laughing
her eyes are always sad

I can't get her to do her chores
she would rather watch TV
Completing homework is a struggle
and that can be a sight to see

She hits her little brother
and plays innocent when he cries
But she spoils her baby sister
who is just her in a different size

She tells me the same exciting story
all frigging day long
She butts into all my conversations
knowing that it is wrong

So like I said to you already
this girl is driving me mad
There's more than what I've told you
so I need your help... you're her dad

I know children are a blessing
but apparently they're also a test
Really I do love her
I just don't think she's doing her best

I feel so bad writing this
because I already know what you'll say
To have some faith and trust
and continue to pray... pray... pray

But Brian... my dear Brian
it's harder than you think
She's growing right before me
and I didn't even get to blink

~ Brian's Response ~

So you know this little girl
who is meant for big things
And you've shared with her your love of poetry
explaining how it makes your soul sing

But you didn't write to me today
to tell me how she's driving you mad
You wrote because you're worried
and wanted to talk to her dad

Of course things are hard
it's only normal at this age
It's all in The Book of Life
and soon she'll turn the page

So she's toughening up her brother
and showering her sister with love
I know all of this already
I see it from above

I wish that I could be there
to laugh at some of those stories
But I'm not... so it's up to you
please stop with all your worries

She's just our little girl
doing exactly as we did
Finding her way in life
and her capabilities have no lid

How I wish that I could hug her
and be there when she's sad
And oh how my heart breaks
knowing someone else gets to be Dad

But I knew this when I left
and still walked out the door
I died so you two could live
now take the chance and soar

I'm sorry things are hard
I didn't want it to be this way
But have some faith and trust
and continue to pray... pray... pray

SA 🕯 September 21, 2005

~ Nerf Bullets & Foam Swords ~

May my children look back upon today
and remember a mother
who always had time to play

With nerf bullets and foam swords
I slay you and your imaginary dragons
even while in psychiatric wards

Running up and down the slides
as people look and stare
wondering just where my sanity hides

I don't care about what they think
the laundry can pile up
and the dishes are fine in the sink

I only care about your smile
and making all of these memories
that will last for quite awhile

SA 🕯 March 22, 2014

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~ A Poem for My Mother ~
By Brylyn Araujo

My mother's eyes are as shiny as any emerald in this world
At night they warm me up inside

My mother's smile is as bright as the sun
It makes me want to hug her

My mother's laugh is like a wind chime
Every time I hear it, I giggle

My mother's hug is as warm as the sun
It warms me up like the sun

My mother is the best mother in this whole world

I wish my mother a Happy Mother's Day!

Brylyn Araujo 🌠
May 2022

~ Hushed Moments ~

I love watching someone I love turn themselves into someone great and new... but I really hate when they throw that all away and go back to being the other person. I still love them, but should I? Is that what's best for me? Is that what's best for my family?

Sometimes it's a tie that I can't even cut because no matter what, they'll always be a part of my life, forever, bound to me for eternity. So do I make things uncomfortable, resentful, and angry for all future events where we'll both be there? Or do I try and help them get back on track, again, when that's not even my responsibility and they're not even willing to admit that there's a problem?

It's their issue to work on, not mine. It's their choices that are unimaginably bad right now, and it's really unfair that I have to feel or suffer any of the consequences that have come from their personal choices.

Have I seen someone I love turn into somebody I don't even know? Yes. Multiple times. It was a horrible experience every single time. But right now I'm watching someone I love turn into someone that they used to be.

They're going back to being someone that's destructive, hurtful, and angry. And I know that it's all coming from a place of them being hurt, of them being rightfully angry, of them being scared, of them being betrayed, of them being abused. It's coming from a place in their soul that they won't even try to look at to try and heal.

I'm their loved one, I'm supposed to be there for them, I'm supposed to be their light and lead them out of the darkness. But how does one do that when the person you're trying to lead out of the darkness keeps blowing out your candles?

It's in the hush of the early morning that these moments of questionable clarity come to befuddle my mind. And then I have to spend the rest of my day trying to take it all apart to put it all back together again, but this time I've gotta put it all back together right.

I can't afford one single mistake. There can't be any weak spots where it'll all fall back apart with one single tap of a flicked finger. It's not even mine to put back together, but at the same time, it's all mine to fix. It's all mine to examine. It's all mine to hold up for all to see. It's all mine to worry about.

It's all mine... but none of it is mine... in these early morning hushed moments of silent screams.

SA 🕯 April 23, 2021

~ Mosaic ~

It is not easy to live life sometimes, facing the world with a smile on your face while you're crying on the inside.

It takes a lot of courage to reach down inside of yourself, desperately trying to hold on to the strength that remains, forcing yourself to believe that tomorrow is a new day with new possibilities.

But if you can manage to hold on long enough, you'll come out a new person. You'll be stronger, with more understanding, and you'll find a new pride in yourself from knowing that you made it.

Just because you fell apart, doesn't mean that you are broken. You are a mosaic piece of art just waiting to be displayed and appreciated for the true beauty that is you.

SA 🕯 April 5, 2021

Surround yourself with beautifully broken people that are actively healing themselves. Journey together. Love each other. Be the shoulder. Be the tears. Walk the path. Enjoy the view. Fall... but get back up too. Know that you are fortunately flawed. Intrinsically twisted. Divinely demented. Hopelessly hurt. Never alone. There can be no enlightenment without darkness.

SA 🕯 December 23, 2020

~ Collector of Souls ~

I hear your pain...
feel your laughter feigned
Your misery lays before me...
blood soaked and mirror stained

A collector of souls...
broken hearted with hopes once so high
Hurt and twisted...
bent and misaligned

Sorrow hangs around your soul...
a road to hell with a prepaid toll
Fear not the dark night sky...
the moon is merely a gentle passerby

It is within your darkness...
where I have found your light
Let me uphold you...
battle ready to fight

A collector of souls...
worn and weary
Distrustful and lewd...
they've all made you leary

I collect these souls...
not for pleasures of sin
I collect these souls...
to make them shine once again

SA 🕯 November 30, 2020

~ Happiness ~

Happiness. I had that one time so many years ago.
Happiness. Being loved for who you are in a way that polishes your shine.
Happiness. Stolen in the middle of the night by a trusted thief and a shotgun.
Happiness. Modeled and emulated for decades to come.

Happiness. Well hello there my old friend. I thought you had become my forever foe.
Happiness. Can this be true? Please be real. I never thought that again you'd be mine.
Happiness. A big white flash where everything's so bright but then the darkness comes.
Happiness. Dumb. Done. Numb. Rum. Stunned.

Happiness.

SA 🕯 November 23, 2020

~ Dreams of Desire ~

You in a sitting position with me riding you while you support the small of my back with your hands. My head tilted back and a little to the side with my long soft hair brushing your hands with every rise and fall. You tenderly bite my neck just behind and below my right ear and the walls of my hot slick p***y grab at your throbbing dick as it barely fits within me and hurts in just the right way. Three slow grinding thrusts is all that's needed for me to start shining in the rosy glow of twitterpated desire. I go to grab my hair and pull it upwards with my hands behind my head to allow you to suck on my breasts, knowing I'm about to cm like never before. But you grab my hair with just the right amount of force at the nape of my neck with one hand while placing your other hand around my throat... and that is it for me. I start pushing myself against your insanely thick c**k in smaller but more intense and circular grinding movements while I tighten my walls around you and my body starts to quiver. My mind becomes lost in exquisite pleasure as you start to thrust against me on top of what I'm already doing... everything feels surreal and the room starts to spin. My moans become unreal as I desperately try to speak but can only say f**k yes as you lovingly tighten your grip around my throat and pull back on my hair just a little more and we both explode in pure ecstasy like neither of us has ever experienced with anybody ever before.

SA 🕯 November 21, 2020

~ Free Me ~

All she wanted
was a night of fun
To not be treated
like a f**king nun

She tore his shirt
she straddled him right
Not quite ready to be so hurt
It was to be her goddamn night

He called her names
and made her cry
He shamed her
he blamed her
and she wanted to die

What did she do
that was oh so wrong
She wanted to be loved
for it had been so long

This is who she really is
unappreciated, unloved
Locked away as only his
His thing, his toy, his only beloved

She screams for a touch
she screams for love
But that's too much
for the heavens above

Cherish me, hear me
I beg of you now
See me, free me
I don't care how

SA 🕯 July 4, 2020

~ Phases of the Moon ~

The waning moon growls and smirks
Making me writhe in ecstasy as he throws me on the bed and flips me over
Kisses my shoulders and grabs my hair
And just like that I'm almost there
I moan and whisper that I want him to kiss her
But he hushes my lips and bends my hips
Stroking my back and smacking my ass
I can tell he wants to make this last
The moon turns full and I lose control
My soul turns hot as he's about to see what he's wrought
Upward on my knees I go to press my back against his bow
I feel his arrow taut and tuned
I roll my neck and my hair softly touches him
Now it's his turn to feel a wreck
I reach behind me and grab the back of his head quickly turning him onto the bed
I tie him up with leather straps
Electricity runs through me like little zaps
His blindfold is on and his mouth is agape
I lick his ni***es and caress his chest moving slowly to the rest
I part his thighs and kiss behind his knees running my fingers across his thick skin
This is how I like to sin
He groans so loud it makes me proud
I suck his balls and stroke his c**k
Up and down and round and round
He starts to rock and tries to reach
But this is why I have him bound
He's in my mouth so hot and wet
I tighten up and take him deep
Now there's that growl I so desperately seek
Into my goddess I let him be
One stroke two stroke now it's three
I slide back off and turn him away from me
Tenderly laying sweet kisses on the small of his back
His shoulder blades his neck his ears all of them get wickedly bitten
I dare him to come pet this kitten
About to unleash him but he's had enough
The wood breaks into splinters
He frees himself
He takes me from behind as we stand on our knees
Pulling my hair back and thrusting hard he bends me down and goes oh so deep
I grunt and grind losing my mind
He pushes so hard I start to leap
He reaches under and circles my c**t
A fire within me he's definitely lit
All hope is lost for the wolf has proven to be boss
He slows for a moment and backs halfway out
Pulling my hair harder towards him
He makes me beg and ask for more
My soul is shaken to its very core
I beg and plead
Please ride me like your steed
Again he turns me and lifts me up
My hips on his we're face to face
He slides me slowly back onto his meat devouring my neck as I nearly faint
He catches me in his clutches his arms so tight
Visions of demons dance in my head
He f**ks me hard and oh so right
It's more than a tingle it's more than a thrill
I explode all over him my p***y he's killed
It pushes him right over the edge
He slows to savor it this joining of souls
One deep push one hard push and then I take over
I move and he quivers
My muscles tighten and his whole body tenses
This is how you make a man lose his senses
One deep growl and a sexy moan
He grabs my meaty ass and guides it further down
He slams my goddess against his god
He reaches up to grab my breasts
I keep him going for just a little while longer
One ram two ram three ram four
I feel his sword shake and tremble
I can't wait until there's more
Against his body all sweaty and wet
He kisses me deeply holding me freely
Our merry meet fiercely set

SA 🕯 July 1, 2020