There are drawings of twisted lines and shapes gone wrong I always kept hidden

Masked is one of those drawings I drew several months ago but never showed to the world

It revealed the lie, the mask of stone and wood and stained glass I wore

but surely I was not ready to see it in such a naked fashion

Fear is the mortar that keeps these bricks standing

once you let go of a fear, the mortar becomes sand and the wall crumbles

It’s been two years this wall has started crumbling but it’s composed of so many fears making it a lengthy process

I used to think only you had a wall around your heart, but I was wrong

we both have the same wall separating your consciousness from mine and preventing us to be whole


About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

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