something else*

I am becoming someone anew – presented with many ideas, I just need to follow through. I’m capable of doing more than what i’ve already executed; all of my unconditional and honest actions, will never be disputed.

I don’t run when it appears different from my imagination, most likely, I’ll levitate above its circumstance. to complete my transformation. to hold myself to a higher stance, I’m embracing fear into a major mental function, so what’s unknow for me, will be something I can understand.

I am the going, when things get tough, and I will not stop, even if i’ve had enough.

Backyard*

solidifying myself, to maintain what I have been dealing with, can be difficult, because my realities in life has me torn; I do my best not to wear my tribulations on my face, an oath to myself, I had sworn.

replenishing myself with each our that pass, taking advantage of each breath I have; renewing who I am, assuring that my journey is the right path…

reminiscing*

I am in a moment; not a lifetime

~ Europa, Ki Wi

Home is not what it use to be; all happiness it use to bring.

Distracted now by things of technology; who pays attention anymore to human beings.?

Where the dinner table was our social media; to talk about our the things we learned amongst peers, just thinking of it brings joyous tears.

Coming from a long way; not understanding these days, home is now a bunked place.

For slumber and bathroom breaks; no more family rooms and enjoying commercial breaks.

One day I do have faith; one day soon this may change, home is not right now, but one day home will again make a town…

mid Life*

  • I’m mad confused when trusting is an option, what am I really choosing..?
  • It’s hard trying to figure out what’s genuine, like, what’s the motive and the goal..?
  • Using my strengths and inspirations as a super power – I use them to figure out life…
  • Writing has been therapeutic lately; falling in love again with my craft…
  • I’m so anxious to pursue all the conscious gifts I possess in the best possible way
  • What should I be using, my heart, my emotions, or both..?

Dial Tone*

pick up your phone

no more of the dial tones

sick and tired of being alone

be aggressive, make me moan

with a voice that could sing a tenor’s song

be the breeze that caress my body

I want more than a probably…

when youre wrong, show me youre sorry

never tell me, unless its a true apology

don’t end this call, be a man, stand up tall

be gentle though, don’t dare make me feel small…

be honest even if it isn’t in my face

glow within me, when love is made

put yourself out there truly

don’t ever believe you can screw me

be my pedestal

make my peace be still, without hassle

place me on top of your world

make me feel that I’m the only girl

I am a woman, who see through your flaws

let us be together, and be our own cause…


My Last Will Last

what a productive day!

giving my father all the praise!

I had all that I needed today, I had the means and the will; I was able to provide, with just enough to pay the bill.

our tummies are full and we’re happy; giving us mercy, and grace, I’ll praise you gladly.

financially empty, but it’s okay; I will always be wealthy as long as I pray!

good or bad you make a way for me regardless Lord – revealing to me that no matter what, you know my heart blemishes gold.

I am not perfect, and don’t dare to be; to be close to a being who is, is all reason to love and thank thee, unconditionally..

new room*

I was given an opportunity to explore a new room; it took a couple of sweeps with my broom.

I cleaned all the ungodliness of its space; it’s amazing how we run from the skeletons we create.

the world of yours can feel quite burdening; though it shouldn’t feel discouraging.

this room was a sensation related to smothering; I will release a power of exuberance as a covering.

I am augmenting my area; making the tone of my atmosphere more merrier.

a new owner is now running this; nothing but grace, mercy, and love is allowed.

I’m all aflutter by the choice of me being the successor; I’ve always had the prospect of knowing I could be anyone’s better…

front porch*

on the edge of the threshold to my responsibility of freedom; looking only up, with faith that my steps won’t stumble as they come.

enjoying the aroma of this terra firma; taking in deep breaths, knowing my purpose goes even further.

exhaling disadvantageous energy out of my biography; giving me a fair margin to truly become an authentic me.

using all my senses to become one with all creation; saturating my judgement with a vest of salvation.

that kind of happiness lasts forever; no matter the circumstance of the weather!

10 second dream*

in a car with someone unknown; ride with me, his lips said, I don’t want to be alone. though, there was no sound; still, it was extremely loud. I’m doing what I need to do, but I don’t feel proud…

Riding along a riverside; it’s daylight, but I don’t know the time. there’re trees everywhere as well; my surroundings feel familiar, still I can’t really tell…

there’re winks of apartment buildings I can’t identify; everything I’m encountering feels like a honest lie. I go from a dubious crowd; moving toward the apartments, and the sentiment feels cowed. these are actions of bombardment…

I’m working on figuring there should be something I should change; I don’t want a glint of images to affect what life will engage. it’s repetitive, and consistent – as if I’m receiving advice all in an instant…

I endure quite a lot; hurting in all the right AND wrong spots. I’m hungry for victory and freedom; I’m doing all I can to seek them. jumping in and out of myself; salvation is and will be my true wealth.

I will not be blinded by nescient thoughts; my faith will continue to protect my future, as my grace and love is outweighs every fault…

โ€ฆdot dot dot…*

I have so many talents; I end up doing so many things, that it becomes useless. my mind is always streaming, as if my thoughts are running background; you can’t see how it looks, but you can see how it sound…

I just want it to stop sometimes so that my mentation can sync; and it doesn’t, so I begin to feel myself sink. I do my best to grasp the essence of my abilities and it’s achievements; it gives me fuel to have something to believe in.

I have so many dreams listed as goals; doing all I can besides selling my soul. venting positivity, manifesting my words into a reality of my control.