Tag: inner child

Abandonment mélange is just another name for Spice
When it is present, it is omnipresent
Touching every aspect of a life
Infecting it, addicting it, shifting all its precepts

Creating a dependence on its cinnamon-like dust
Now, is it sweet or is it bitter? Can you differentiate?
When it changes, too, the world’s trust
Making dune seas of the lushest place?

Desert planet, made of fear, no water to find anywhere
Scraping by on thimblefuls of life’s limiting need
A lifetime spent without the rain, just choking bone-dry air
All travelers be warned in time, all travelers take heed:

This spice will graft itself to you, rewire your very mind
It also opens you in ways no training ever could
Once infested in your brain, it can’t be left behind
But once you learn control you wouldn’t, even if you should

~Elena Nola