so in love with my being – I’m not being vain – though, the amount of love that fills my heart is insane; I’m straightforward, it’s better than dodging it, running really won’t solve it…
being this bright is a cherishing privilege, furthermore I am beyond grateful, I could bellow a scrimmage; I know of the mission, and I must finish it…
my eyes are focused on a blessing I have yet to see, the only thing one need is to believe; be positive, culminate, and I’m sure one will succeed…
Life-choices always come at a price
How you pay for it is always up to you
its a sacrifice
Acquired by the things we subdue…
keep going, I say to myself – never with pride, I just know when I need help; I’ve grown tremendously in that area, because usually, I’d torcher myself into hysteria…
it’ll register soon – the history we’re living in has been so cruel; being able to adapt to certain circumstance – being damned if you do, or you don’t, is a vicious plan…
finding my place outside of this world’s boundaries, discovering solitude within myself is a true place to be; I’m enticed with a positive fin, giving my all by wisely making life choices I can contend…
…your beauty is immense, yet, you have a mind that makes no sense; be bold, and surely it’s worth will pour over your patience…
It’s a lot when you’re just not sure, I mean, I thought I knew me; that turned into a slammed door, I knew nothing innocently – never on purpose – although, who wouldn’t want to know themselves? All I am sure of, is that I am a servant looking for ways to prevail…
there’s a weird sensation, that gets me thinking i’m in the twilight zone; the only sound I can comprehend is vibrations of a dial tone…
extremely anxious, I want to indulge without being dismissed; my conscious is trying to make sense of it. no one is more capable – I’m unpredictable, with every advantage to turn tables… I be damn if i’m given a weak title, there’s one of me, you and them; I’m determined to have any regrets, even when I’m pushed upon a fence… my soul only works for me, trying to duplicate it wouldn’t make any sense…
I am peculiar, and I feel it’s fair to say so from the pov of my own future…
be yourself, everyone else is taken
– private
The real examination in life, is living life before the expiration. Knowing that it is more than existing; using that very reason as inspiration. Looking for anything to be your muse; knowing when it’s just enough, and knowing when it’s being abused. Being a radiance of love, because anger shortens life-expectancy. Comprehending that a tart attitude in your days can take more energy. Settling is also a don’t; how would you know what you like if you reply is, ‘I won’t’?
Gathering information for a thorough investigation; because life is really hard, and death is an easy emancipation. It tickles me that the opposite is thought of; the way people complain you’d think dying was – to most – a spark plug. Meaning of excitement – I could never fathom not taking full advantage of living first until my purpose is fulfilled; I think of it now and it’s amazing. Really though, the true examination of life is honestly what you make it; given all you can before life is taken….
paying close attention to the blurred noise in this world; i’m more influenced by the frequent waves, that naturally replete without any twists and turns man may serve…
begging for better, writing an emotional letter – refraining from becoming sadder; aware of the thoughts that created the matter… but I am strong.
I believe i’ve held it in way too long, I’m not sure if I’m writing a poem or a song; all I know is, here, is where I belong… but I am also impulsive.
at least it’s acknowledged, I allow nothing to hold me bondage… but I must watch, and observe what I decide to seek, because everything wasn’t made for me…
don’t be confused, I may play dumb, but i know when i am being used; allowing people to think I could slip, then I refuse…
I would never give room for anyone to be disgustingly amused…
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