perplexed*

I am suffering from an emotion of pain that’s never paved my heart before. the more I think about the intimacy that resulted in emptiness, makes its especially sore.

funny how worlds can collide; feelings ruptures within, hiding the pain inside. what do you say to a person that you thought would love you back? the words to say has taken a hiatus, I just want to be emotionally detached!

I keep shutting down to keep from saying permanent words; making sure that everything I say is deduced to everything you deserve.

it just sucks when life makes you realize somethings you may want, is a hard no; the next lesson I believe I need to learn, is how to just let things go…

I am rattled with emotions; idle thoughts about God knows what – I must maintain my focus…

anew*

men are so inferior to being open minded; they say they are, then boom! solitary confinement.

there’s no need to be rough with a delicacy; be gentle and calm with your way of intimacy.

walking down courting lane; uncovering adventures that I don’t care to explain. tuning in another’s point of view, enjoying what I see; wishing that sooner, I knew.

capture every moment as a blessing, selected personally for you; universally one moment was for you to embrace, because only you had the power to make it bloom.

dress me with favor; vow to me that I am your only, before the world and my savior…

Jabez*

Pain

Hebrew Translation

i’ve been counting my blessings every moment my mind stand still; climbing over my own battles, conquering every hill.

anguish is not the best comfort; tough to deal with, and hard to ignore when you feel your tolerance fall downward. it’s a cycle in our existence; there are days were i had a cure to make me resistant.

polishing my character to be of better usage; my faith has gotten to far to start abusing it.

pain can inflict all day; i will still keep going, and still see my purpose without going astray…

caupernaum pt.1*

village of comfort.

Hebrew Translation

sin full-grown, gives birth to death; taking away all your energy and your breath. where inequities from personal views are shared as a general problem; each of us has our transgressions, and not every one of them is worth solving.

the relationships we keep must be essential to our well-being, without these functions, I will never give you access; see. I want for my village to be ample of unconditional care, concern, and love fully dressed!

this village watches over my son, I have given a honorable position before the relation had begun; why? you’re apart of this family, whether you like me or not, love becomes our mutual understanding.

I’m ok with a fellowship of just two, maybe three; I could keep my eyes closer, watching a crowd that brought the power of thee. I am not the only one on watch; my God will always cover my blind spots, even after the day my heart stop!

GeHarashim*

valley of skilled workers.

Hebrew Translation

I am compelled to follow the path drawn out for me, enduring the valleys that will ply me with strength to walk all endeavors; the quality of dynamism I possess, cannot allow negativity in at any measure.

those that follow my lead, know that I’m walking with them, and not ahead; showing an example to reciprocate is the best way to make sure your team isn’t mislead.

I am expanding my cerebration with blueprints of larger plateaus, full of momentum; having a certain confidence over yonder, is allowing your existence to be more than just a system.

centralized*

finding that center is what’s important to me; it doesn’t matter what happened in the beginning.

there’s more to existing, than living for another’s opinion; no one else control’s you, only you haver that dominion. the certification of someone else also doesn’t complete you as a person; I mean you are the only version.

everything is revolving, always full-circle, looking for life to be more than improbable. Coasting through life trying to keep up with its obstacles.

I’ve been getting my ass kicked hard; all I want is for my child and I to live a life without putting up our guards.

Ghostly Mood*


thinking about the scariest thing possible, having moments where Iโ€™m not sure if this might be a low audible, or is it a ghost? being haunted because I don’t know how to not do the most.

so it seems like my vibrant energy disturbs the dead, and I’m not sure how that works, but I said what I said. feeling like you can conquer this piece of work, my energy is like a virus; this energy will spread! starting from your toes and will work itโ€™s way to your head. Oohโ€™s, is creepy, and the booโ€™s, thatโ€™s sleepy.

I’m not just saying, this is really real, getting smacked by a sheet, and looking at the floor to see no feet. Whoa! yet, as I speak I’m feeling the cold in these chillsโ€ฆ goosebumps up and down my arm – the room is warm, yet every nerve in my body keeps jumping like I ainโ€™t got the heat on.

everyday is scary, and being in a house alone, automatically takes your mind to this is a haunted homeโ€ฆ here comes paranoia now, as if you seen the โ€˜Itโ€™ the clown. this is an unusual poem, the tradition of it is peculiar; maybe as you keep going youโ€™ll see that itโ€™s always better when its unfamiliarโ€ฆ


ultimately it’s nothing really left to say, ghosts donโ€™t talk anyway, they make retarded noises, thinking they are really haunting the people that left them roses, when really its new tenants didnโ€™t know this..