work-shy*

bright greens and blues, no money or sad songs to go through; there’s natural beings to be loved and to pursue. being taught to love all things, is something we learn we can all do; being patient and allowing its essence to work it out, which is ascertain by few. I’m taking initiative even if I don’t have to.

the greatest saying I know is, “It starts with you.”

I wont allow any situation to cause me to feel mitigated, I’ve been through enough already, my victory will not be locked down, nor gated.


wellness Czech*

four days I’ve been in this room, I’ve been bored, content, and blue; I’m learning that being alone, isn’t always lonely, and that it’s ok when people can’t afford me…

my body scares me sometimes, when I’m unwell, it doesn’t always give me a sign. Thank God that when it comes to my health, there is no pride…

I’m under the weather, and the sunlight is doing it’s best to help me be better; the climate is confused, cloudy cold, but a sky that is a bright baby blue…

I’m taking in the wind; with it blowing in so many directions, it’s hard to tell where it begin… It’s a graceful thing how nature harmonize that way, the way the air blows the strongest trees with a certain sway…

An autumn season, with a winter chill, I’m no longer sure that being cold is a healthy way to feel…

9 am or something*

there’s rain hitting my window seal, oh so lightly; in trance that becomes hard to break free, and it’s exciting…

I’m watching the sky, while listening to cars drive by; the attention to what I’ve focused on is consistent… weather like this gives me a wave a solitude; giving me a peaceful attitude…

it’s quiet enough for me to hear my own heartbeat; my thoughts echo in my mind, so loud. that I have no reason to speak…

tall and brave, becomes a new description for myself; I’m content, though, my thought pattern becomes as tight as a belt….

election day(s)*

election day… it feels like in-school suspension; at the edge of our seats, watching the television. I honestly want neither candidate to win, i really don’t understand the underline mission – as a unit, it’s bad on both accounts in the end… but hey, it’s only my opinion…

p.s.

all these people are, is a bunch of gang members in suits; that type of liberal happiness was never the pursuit…

nicety*

Nice and Nasty

Miche`le

strategically creating a conversation, with only a select few who’ll receive an invitation.

my mind is truly delicate; tread carefully with your choice of predicates.

run a mile with my psyche; see how amazed you’d become, when you see the similarities of Aphrodite.

I move by suggestion sometimes; cultivating a method that’ll help organize the disarray of my mind.

announcing abundant supernatural miracles; to be able to experience a glow beyond my physical.

soaring through God’s universe, landing on planets that understand my hurt.

it’s a mental exercise, that’ll eventually have a supernatural rise, and not …

revising*

I found what I am looking for; this adventure I’ve unveiled, is far from a bore. an ethical kind of intimacy that has shown to be appeasing; enjoying every moment, it’s very pleasing.

my life is full of twists and turns, too much for one person to affirm; I’m otherwise mad, being inflicted with wrong-doing, yet, I still have the power to be glad.

I’m cutting out any interferers, I will force so many to understand my fear; I’m in shock by God knows what , keeping down the inequities from becoming a reflux.

shadowing my sorrows with a smile, knowing deep down there’s only a frown; symbolizing as one of kind, I will attest that I’m indeed someone in their prime…

write or wrong*

focus on what interests you; make sure it doesn’t bore you easily, and it’s something you can actually do.

talking in third person helps me understand myself, it’s a secret weapon, which happen to be a side effect in my health. [laugh it’s fine, you have your story and I have mine]

use every resource you have, to making sure each sacrifice you make will last; stay focused, even when the things around you, get’s you frustrated or mad.

once the moment is over, you can just declare it to be in the past…

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.