Name: America by Lyrix
Duration: 1 min 24 s
Description: Rough as guts, first try with no recording equipment - just my laptop and phone so it’s pretty bad. But I hope you get the idea.

5:08am//Meganne Ward
Still you linger like warm breath in a freezing winter
Wilting forget-me-nots in all your flower pots
Don’t you wonder what could’ve been last autumn?
When you let go of my hand I was sure
It would be a long October.
You said goodnight when my windows got bright
It was 6am in my bed, your full moon eyes filling up my head
Enveloping me like ocean waves, your arms my sand, my shore.
I watched you stretch up, watched your ribcage expand
I thought please let your hand intertwine with my hand.
Gently, I hold them, and they’re cold to my touch.
Gently, you scold me. “You love me too much.”
The seasons were changing, and I think we both knew
 The red in the leaves meant the end of me and you.
Flash forward one year, and I see you again
You’ve been smoking; the smell lingers on your favorite cardigan
It’s falling off your shoulder, but you don’t seem much colder than the tourist in his shorts
I wish your pupils weren’t dilated.
I thought you were past your self-annihilated complex
You told me: “I promise I’ll get better,”  
Your skin is even greyer than the weather
You gave me a set of your dog tags. I never understood the symbolism.
You laugh, and you say: “Can’t you see, your words just hypnotize me?”
It’s a poor excuse for an apology
You kiss my chapped lips. You turn, and you leave
In my head, a voice screams: Love the sinner, hate his sins
I hope your flight back to fucking Korea gets snowed in
I hope your plane crashes in my backyard
I hope you redo that last kiss, and if you do, kiss me hard
Please slam me into a wall, and please get under my skin
I love the sinner
I forgive his sins
Still you linger like snow on a window sill
I’ll keep falling, you’ll keep holding still 
A quivering, green leaf, on a dead, frostbitten tree
My quivering hand reaches for you
Your quivering hand reaches for me
We never see that they almost meet.


5:08am//Spoken word poetry

A download of guided meditations aimed to complement the learnings found in Prof Mark William's and Dr Danny Penman's guide to freeing yourself from the stresses of everyday life. Containing all the meditations that are mentioned in the book this is an invaluable resource to cement their teachings on how to find Mindfulness, and how to keep it.

Mindfulness - Finding Peace In A Frantic World - Guided Meditations

Meditation One: Mindfulness Of Body And Breath

Spirit Lead Me (Remix) -  "My cry out to the Lord"

Rough as guts, first try with no recording equipment - just my laptop and phone so it’s pretty bad. But I hope you get the idea.

America

First track - ROUGH!!! Hope you like the message though. It's the ambiguity I feel towards a nation that is not my own.

America (demo rough cut)

I hope you take inspiration from this track that no matter what was done to you, your essence (who you are) cannot be touched and that healing from deep wounds is possible.

Invasion

A spoken word artist who has never ventured into recording so this stuff is rough-as-guts. I always write with my heart, especially about social justice and mental health issues. Word.

America

Lyrix

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