give me a wealthy amount of plunder; rescue my soul and spirit, even when there’s thunder.
sooth my mental state with courageous advice; elaborate on your emotions, and please be precise.
shelter my straying mind with reassuring affirmations; supply all my needs without a debated conversation.
I’m a love who needs reciprocation; shadow my nightmares with dreams of admiration.
descendants from one individual
Meriam-Webster
your actions, attitude, and train of thought, was first conceived within your childhood; without offending your competence in maturity, I’ll explain before I am misunderstood.
seriously, why do triggers that exist? maybe, we watch and observed so much as an adolescent; where do it all start? the rebellion, and rude remarks…
steady trying to wrap my mind around the thought of another’s trauma… I’m wondering if this is why we, at times, don’t receive a bequest of love, but drama…
what’s your background? not your resume, but the one you work hard at when no ones around; the things that if you told, would bring you down and frown; the generational inequities we were forced to shut-up about, so you don’t make a sound…
what negatives resulted in a positive? take me down the road you took, that gave you strength to forgive.
brighten my day with sunshine; not a cloud in sight, when you say, “you’re mine.” hug me with warmth that feels like spring weather; allowing your choice to be with me, as light as a feather.
fellowship with me, let’s plant a new seed, allowing life in inevitably; pressure me with kindness; place flattery on me, make me feel timeless. know I am the one without any rigged tests.
open my eyes with love and intimacy, please don’t feel you could deceive or manipulate me; close my mind with undivided attention, make me smile whenever you are mentioned…
roaming around on my own planet; the feeling I experience feels magnetic. lessons are being thrown left and right; i take that as my future looking very bright.
putting atw ist on the abilities I’ve been absorbing; my blessings fell like they’re getting closer, and it’s morbid!
rejecting any nonsense; i receive the best of care with my faith, and it’s tense. I’m not putting up any walls, or an emotional fence, my spirit will immense…
taken, while given
letting my life live and not exist
feeling plies of blessings
in my mist; I thank God for his presence
I’m small but I am mighty
acquisition, and maturation can be so exciting
I’m amused at the things I choose to love, and stress about; mindlessly naïve to what I should’ve given doubt. I’m frazzled with thoughts I’ve constantly brainstormed; coming to an understanding that there’s a certain way to perform.
I am moving very steady; making preparations to be ready. whatever may come, I want to fully be whole for my blessing; my first reaction will be to many, quite an impression. I’ve been working on changeable flaws; I don’t bother listing them, it would sound like a drawn out clause.
I truly want to be a better person daily; given with support I hold tight to, can only be family. What’s insane, is they’re worst than strangers; though, it’s safe to say at least we can understand each others anger…
I realized that I have an unspeakable amount of strength; getting to a point where I am standing on what I meant. There’s a lot of energy used to manage my temperament. I’m befuddled with the way I’m often treated; no matter what though, I’ll do my best to be obedient.
I’m sharpening my skills I haven’t yet executed; I’m becoming stronger and no longer feeling persecuted. walking in my shoes has taken a tole; running, jumping, NEVER walking, I’m always ruining my soles.
benefiting from hurt is a serious level of reaping; stay close, I haven’t went left, but I tend to be right when I’m speaking…
those that show consistency, only do when it profits selfish satisfactions; my mind is what truly represents my benefaction; yet, I’m made to always feel as if I’m nothing more than a small diffraction.
love me, not my flesh; cherish my spirit, without distress, allow ourselves to genuinely mesh. I will not beg for understanding and intimacy to be vested; never again will I allow my heart to feel detested…
I have a story that would blow your mind; it could take awhile, so I hope you have time…
building a cornerstone that’ll create a new past; pushing back the bad dwellings with the good and vast. as a teen I portrayed the life of an adult; when it was time to act my age, I didn’t know how, and that’s not my fault.
influences can extend a huge impact; those who are elder to me had plans to enact. adolescent and naïve to what was really right and really wrong; being in that position can also come with rebellion, while being headstrong.
with such responsibility at a stage during puberty, while I’m fighting demons to get far from a toxic continuity; I’m turning it all around, once I’ve crossed over the abyss; I’ll finally have something else to reminisce…
uncomfortable with the way my life is currently conditioned; even if i fall again, I’ll my best to sustain my ambition.
any figure of speech can be dangerous used in the wrong manner; as powerful as words can be, I make it my business to speak with candor.
I want to be the one counted for first; give me unconditional security! I want to break this generational curse; show me love in it’s fullest purity!
I pray when it’s bad or good; God will always know my heart and with him, I’ll never be misunderstood.
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