inevitable changes*

going through changes that are inevitable; poised in my mannerism so my character can be acceptable…

my search for what I am made of, has been hard; never felt the journey would take this long be, and still be up to par…

it’s never all bad; we go through the necessities to find who we are. taking that approach shows me what I have; I am a light that shines very far…

journaling saved my mind. doing so showed me that I do give myself the time…

warming myself up toward unseen rewards; never dwelling on short-comings. always grateful for what I could afford. I enjoy the faith of what will be; this will be fulfilled inevitably.

refresh*

been so long since I’ve did this, and truly, I’ve missed it. the release that I haven’t been practicing; feels like I neglected a certain satisfaction.

feeling like I’ve left myself wide open – with no outlet – completing thoughts only in my mind; by joking, or making idle threats.

a void can be felt physically, for certain. confused with depression; shown in every wrinkle in your face – it can be a burden. depression hurts, but it doesn’t start on the outside. within, it does. voids feel like drowning – in the mind there’s a flood.

moving forward, I’m turning the page; I’m beginning this chapter fresh. I am setting a new stage; experiencing a flow of blessings within each move I make, and I’ve never felt so happy to be in my flesh.

Strength in Words*

modify my choices

seek faith and wisdom

function in a Godly way

locate my true spirit

invest in who I really am

allocate all positivity to God

enforce my beliefs even when I am alone

contribute by doing God’s work

generate beatific energy

adapt to the good things

expand on the things I believe in

contradict on no decisions

pursue all dreams my imagination bring

categorize my goals

implement a plan

consent only to His goodness

identify your blessings

Just be grateful…

encourage yourself*

keep going, I keep telling myself; I want to learn my value, to understand its wealth.

producing self-value; protecting my investment – which is what I am. truth be told, I am and will continue to be magnificent.

serving tranquility; resetting and rejuvenating my energy. pushing envelopes for my vision to be seen.

getting into character, for her to run this race; yes, I am her – running you down, even if I wore a skirt.

I am number one, also known as, first place!

BBC [building better courage]*

I as I sit here, I realized that I like to surround myself around things I can relate with; reactions of real reality, those, ‘if that were me.’ reactions.

not for my way of thinking to be manipulated like I am always right and wrong way to reflect on how I may truly have to handle things.

expressing myself feels like an old engine in a new car, everything is beautiful outwards – imagine gaining strength to kickstart your engine just to make you smile throughout my day.

I’ve become a body that release – using what I have learned to jest let go! I say good job to myself when I reflect on these moments, because yet again, I am still growing…

Forever Mine*

The way we connect, has a kind of intellect that cannot be explained. The beauty is in a way, where our knowledge hasn’t been discovered yet – it’s still in the brain.  

Our closeness, can sometimes spring up certain emotions – we work through them – the way we reciprocate our likeness for each other, isn’t plenty in most men.  

There’s adventures that we find ourselves on; by the end of the day, we’re asking where the time gone!  

We look at each with bliss, and nothing to say.  

As a woman, I do get a bit demanding; I want for attention, and sometimes it’s hard to hide it – to make sure I’m not dating a phantom. I can get a little excited.  

Very involved in our future, as it is one; seeing that I’ve been planning on success since our partnership begun.  

Looking at the past different now; because separation has a different defined sound. Work is in progress- the same as ourselves- viewing lifestyle in a way of success; promoting myself through life never had any bounds.  

Just like every kind of relationship, it leaves certain prints on your heart; I wonder what ours will be, how will our blank canvas look once it’s made into art? 

Discombobulated

a lot has piled up

I don’t need any luck

for a blessing to finance

putting worth into me

so one day I will see

I’m no longer an amateur

I will see the finish line first

she is a Victorian

me, I am the historian

I will fly again

I will fall, then learn

knowledge, is power I’ll always yearn

in future, I’ll be someone discerned

a wealthy mental state

evolving all persons into one face

always with joy

not allowing my life to a be played like a toy

I am mighty, even if I’m not a boy

surpassing generational curses

making its profit overflow my within my purse

I am solid

making my own way, dipping into no one’s wallet

Plan A

talking about all things amazing, making life for me more entertaining. creating a new ozone with a better view of a team. that are truly about submitting and manifesting their dreams, just like me.

though what I’m saying most times sounds repetitive; my argument in it, is honestly relative. I’m on only my race and with myself, I wouldn’t think to let my heart and my mind become competitive.

timing down different tempos; seeing what other volumes I can go. without moving too fast or slow. I am doing things the way my heart was guided to do. when loyalty starts there, more faith begins to produce.

there are times I am cold, then hot; depending on the opportunity I got. I’m not the type to express certain things on the spot. I like to observe, and research before thinking I can stir the pot.

flutters*

in word form*

if it was meant to be said, then I’ll remember. something I’ve always told myself, so I would never feel hindered.

I say this because I just don’t spit it out. things I should speak on, is so hard to say aloud. not that I should anyway, but I am not proud.

I have to vow to myself this; speak your mind woman! no one’s opinion should stop it! be you – be me, I mean; I’m tired of looking like it seem. look at me and believe. truly, I am in a weird space; today this is somethin I have to face.

when words are spoken, they cannot be taken back. everything that come out my mouth, must always be fact. being a listening ear can be a beautiful thing – when there’s one listening in return – the things we decide to take in is what you learn.