~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Release your shadow

Ok, here we go,
it is time for this show of truth to begin,
because noone really knows,
when it will be over for us.

We can try anything to make it seem slower,
or take risks that are even bolder,
but the outcome is always the same,
as it is just an ending by a different name.

Time goes on regardless,
and while some ill intentions may seem harmless,
a steady malevolent intervention,
continues to discourage us from our divinely-guided ascension.

So, here we go, my friend.
Are you prepared to release your shadow yet?
You might not have realised it was always there,
causing all of this pain, drowning your open heart in despair.

I promise if we do it together,
we will become brighter than we could have ever dreamed,
because I have seen glimpses of our light,
between every space dividing the real you from the real me.

This leads me to question,
if we are given an opportunity,
to make something more beautiful,
why wouldn’t we?

©2023 Danielle N Bilski

~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Peripheral passenger

How others view me,
and how I think of myself,
confuses me every time,
I try to find a place that is mine.

Do I stand out,
because I do not fit in,
or am I in a blind spot constantly hidden,
like a chameleon?

Tell me, why do I feel guilt,
when I say yes,
when I really want to say no,
but I don’t?

I am learning how to be kind,
to my fragile parts,
as in that moment,
it feels like I undermined my growth.

It is easy to live unseen,
by whoever is in the driver’s seat,
with a safety belt fastened tightly holding you back,
as one of life’s peripheral passengers.

I observed the world blur by,
remaining a driven quiet-achiever,
never in control of the speed,
but always arriving somewhere I was needed.

I have aimed to please others,
since I was a developing tiny human,
and being seen came from anothers’ approval,
which meant I neglected my personal truths.

I sat in that seat with the same view,
for so long my internal navigation was ignored,
I had forgotten what I actually believe,
we can always choose to fly free.

Alone on an open unmarked road I decided,
I will no longer faithfully acquiesce,
trying to please everyone I meet,
now you can only feel me briefly as the light unyielding breeze.

©2023 Danielle N Bilski

~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Obsidian armour

From being both someone who has been in deep emotional pain, and someone who has witnessed another human suffering in the same way, what I have learnt, is that the kindest thing you can do, for those people you love, if not for your own wellbeing, is to empty out the place you carry it all, often, into a space where, as soon as you think or write, say or erase the words, the feeling disipates.

Waiting for it to overflow at full capacity, or when the walls crumble under such suppressed pressure, it is also burning and drowning those around you, like scalding waves of volcanic lava, which cools to become your obsidian armour, a fragile fascade that shatters like glass, and we think is protecting us, from hurting even more.

Actually, it is exactly what it preventing us, from experiencing life as a beautiful joy, as we were born to do, if we remain light and open and loving, because now I understand why that is our choice too.

Being unburdened is possible, when we learn how to let go of what drains us, things we often do not want to face, but are continuing to do us harm, as they scream for attention, they did not receive, when we were all focused on simply containing the bleeding, and accidentally trapped poison underneath, where it is still spreading, unseen.

The spaces I choose to empty myself of pain, and any poison inside of me, is by writing down words like these, in hope of sharing the lessons from my story, and releasing my thoughts onto a white wall in regular sessions of talk-therapy.

All I ask, brave warrior, is for you to break through this obsidian armour, to discover that your battle against yourself is finally over.

©2023 Danielle N Bilski

~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Safe in sound (of a lost track)

There is a place, I love to go, where, I know, my soul is surrounded, allowed and kept safe in sound.

I have never lived alone, but I will never own a home here. I have collected shells and stones, no broken bones, but cried a thousand tears. Sometimes I feel like that old, lost track, noone listens to now, but it can always bring you back to life somehow.

So, that is the place I go, where noone knows, and my soul is found there, made safe in sound.

I love my family, I now travel hours to see without a screen between us. I have been writing for twenty years, faced plenty of fears and sometimes felt like that old, lost track, noone listens to now, but it can always bring you back to life somehow.

So, that is the place I go, where noone knows, and my soul is found there, recorded safe in sound.

Because that sweet melody, flows right through me, and I can feel, that familiar beat. Because that sweet melody, flows right through me. Oh, we know, that familiar beat by heart. Don’t we?

Sometimes I have felt, like that old, lost track, that noone listens to now, but it always brings you back to life somehow, and that is the place I go, noone else knows about, but my soul will be found there one day, and turned up loud, kept safe in sound.

For now, I am a lost track, and I can bring you back to life somehow, here, where we are kept safe in sound.

©2023 Danielle N Bilski

~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Detachable ego

I must remind myself all of the time, a deceiving mind, constantly fighting in fear and with pride, does not define this beautiful life.

I only begin to grow and thrive, when I let go of this detachable ego, that only rules inside my unobserved mind.

I have recently learned, all matter surrounds us, gives and takes energy, and affects vibrations in ways, I do not always understand.

I only grow and really thrive, when I let go of this detachable ego, that only rules inside an unobserved mind.

When trying to create, they will not stop talking, or finds some way to make noise, which drains and drowns any sound of such a divine voice.

But to detach from ego, is true discovery of soul, silent and infinite, that identity has not wanted us to be shown.

Oh, watch us grow and love unite us, once we let go of these detachable egos, that only rule inside our unobserved minds.

©2023 Danielle N Bilski

~ Written by Danielle N Bilski ~

Love haze

I hear everyone saying,
that I seem to be glowing.
What they do not know,
all they can see,
this love haze we created,
is sure looking good on me.

Every time I feel your gaze,
it is like warm morning sunlight across my face,
my life is so much brighter,
and I never want it to fade,
I am safe here,
stripped bare in our love haze.

I have not been one,
to write much about love,
I am no expert and besides,
everyone else does it better,
but now I cannot deny,
I am always feeling dazed in this most joyful way.

Because, every time I feel your gaze,
it is like warm morning sunlight across my face,
my life is so much brighter,
and I never want it to fade,
I really like it right here,
bathed in our love haze.

Do you hear everyone saying,
that we seem to be glowing?
What they will not know,
it is all they can see.
Hey, this love haze we made,
is sure looking good on us lately, isn’t it baby?

©2023 Danielle N Bilski