frantic moment*

i allowed my emotions to make an embarrassing decision; I acted out on my subconscious, showing them what was within – mental division.

once again I was made to be somewhat like the energy shifter; when it’s honestly never the bigger picture. irritated by the neglect I’ve been shown by its company; bracing myself, making sure I’m doing the right things around obvious energy and the elephant that accompanied.

releasing feelings that I don’t wish to dwell on at this point; I’m not looking for problems, and all negativity I avoid.

I’m always taking risks that would probably never be reciprocated; though, I never argue the position to be big enough to step up to the plate.

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disclosing a more subtle part of me, allowing you in for full understanding; vulnerable, is how I presented myself, believing you were feeling something youโ€™ve never felt.

it’s all so beautiful, staring into it from afar; denouncing any compliments, because the honesty in it, is very bizarre.

my feelings are only hurt for the moment, even though, right now, the crack in my heart is morbid; punctually refusing to let myself repeat history; I’ll work on making the pain evolve into curative victory…

aw*


conspiring with my thought pattern, making sure I’m within it’s standard; maneuvering within the days of the week, depends on how well I choose to speak…

I’m calculated to outweigh atrocities, flooding circumstances with affirmative reciprocity. my perception of what this is, has me running out of words; for me, it always comes down to my choice of verbs…

the way I move appears to be discombobulating, I walk the straight and narrow, flustered with thoughts – I’ve been contemplating…

creating various projections, relating to what may be a reflection; patterns in another’s behavior can be intriguing, some go so far that even if it was all a lie, you’d still believe it.


spoofy*

it’s frightening to see the lengths people go to denounce the truth; creating explanations such as, “you’re insane, or its substance abuse. People find honesty uncomfortable and rude, then thinking the best time to be real is when you’re mad, now is that cool?

I’m just wrapping my mind around those who believe there’s a proper moment for veracity; my actions will be my adage, my words will not need validity. often we find ourselves in someone else’s point view, instead of looking back, look at what’s in front of you – walk in your own truth.

it doesn’t matter what people say, it can’t make or break your day, unless you allow it; walk in your own understanding without pride; there’s plenty of blessings to go around, if only you could just stop lying, they can be found.

I can’t stand it, speak from your bosom and with enthusiasm, never announce your truth with poor phantasms; make it real, there’s only one of you, and from another you shouldn’t have to steal, for no one can have your truth…

and/or*

I am flattered with growing pains; I am gaining in ways that prove that I’ve been brave and; agonizing dilemmas spoil only a second of my time; I know when to cut it off though, I don’t need a sign.

finding different expressions to utilize, creating my own unique design; breaking a plethora of habits that could hinder me; avoiding afflictions that could cause infamy.

who else can I be, when I’m myself perfectly? why would anything else be better? any other version wouldn’t compare, nor its pressure…

x*

the pages are getting thicker, seeing that this is something bigger; I refuse to exaggerate, I just can’t help but to contemplate.

chaperoning every move of another, I thank God for a powerful, and thoughtful mother; strong-minded whenever I should, doing all and more than I ever could.

I’m recognizing where the good is hidden it’s being honest, without the fibbing! what more could I say to better explain? i’m doing my best to maintain.

always making sure I am alert, and I am sane always…

mild*

I’m sinking into a phase that’ll challenge me. as I move forward, it’ll also balance me; I am never ashamed to reveal my true self, there’s only one me, who could never be bought, no matter the amount of wealth.

opening my mind a little more; figuring I’ll be able to settle a couple scores. looking beyond common horizons; I shiver in warm climates, the energy is demising.

courting myself every year, because that’s apart of growth; I am pleased to know that I’m no longer in a space that it broke…