feeling every second of this moment I’m in
getting crazy, without being the fool again
I’m running things now
no more stepping over me or pushing me around
artistic in every way
I’ve always been a fan of, “saying it to your face”
protecting every part of my being
nevermore will one be allowed to be deceiving
without the glue [me], how can you fix every piece?
the doubt in my heart has definitely decreased…
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…
a loud bombastic declamation expressed with strong emotion…
webster
opportunity is a known gift from a point of perspective, looking into a potential reflection, as if it’s some sort of inspection… these practice are for my protection, yearning for the right to be pointed in the right direction…
justice is facing all circumstances with grace, because words are power, it’s always a time, and a place… take your time, this moment you cannot scour – there’s no need to move with haste, be patient in growth, be a flower… to do things out of love, can make one who may feel below average, rise above; give encouragement blindly, then pray that it is defining…
be confident at your lowest, give thanks even when it consists of your misfortunes; signify who you yearn to become, place oneself in the position to be second to none…
manifest your needs, and desires will inevitably follow; consistently expose the things that should change today, never wait for tomorrow; create some mental space, and free yourself from needless sorrow…
the consistency in the atmosphere, causes the vibrations of the room thin out very clear…
I’m not the one you can count to ten with; although, once the steam settles, I may consider forgiveness… I’m feeling dark today – maybe losing a bit of sunshine will show that taking advantage, is not okay…
I wish I wasn’t the monster under the smile, but I am and it began as a child… reflecting on many episodes, good and bad… I evolved to what I’ve witnessed and presented it perfectly… and its sad
don’t blame the mold of the model, blame those that watched and had expectations for me to follow –
often I reflect on a dream that is comparable to a premonition; there’re winks of an instance where I can see an ocean; I experience a reminiscent of the emotion I felt at the time, and although it feels innocuous, I fear there’re answers in it I must find..
it’s peculiar, I’m a bit eager to discern the gist of it, praying it isn’t a message I have repeatedly missed…
keep my energy consistent, give me meaning to my very existence; move me without any complications – truly give me sight to see my changeable imperfections…
remove the hurt from my heart, make me one again without tearing me apart…
block the impact from unnecessary pain, love me without using me in vain
conform my thoughts in a place of peace, hear my prayers when i fall to my knees
give me more than carnal sight to see…
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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