my Process*

my feelings seem to be relatable to many people, we’re unmasking ourselves as if we’re see-through; my mind is in God’s hands, in it’s entirety, my body is his temple in it’s totality.

thank you Lord for giving me the gift of communication, and being able to get my message out in many variations; i back what i say by doing things that I won’t regret, even after i may have been fooled once, i will never forget.

Lake*

Sitting on a bench looking into a panorama, that is releasing all stress and background drama; being a part of its rapture, encompassing what I’ve captured.

The sight couldn’t be explained good enough, as I’m doing it now, it’s very tough; adhering to God’s creations, each moment gives me a blissful imagination.

Walking the hill along it’s horizon, feeling as if I’m walking on mount Zion; turning my back to that kind of view was inconceivable, but knowing I can come back makes it treatable.

illuminating*

the light in your eyes, radiates even the darkest skies; you heart blooms as wide as a hibiscus-sun frizzle, that warms my soul like warm milk; it makes me giggle; with laughter brings a long bill of health, and I appreciate it like lungs full of breath.

I’m impressed with the effort of your affection; though, it becomes undesirable when you prove that you are perfection. lets start in the middle, because the beginning fades quickly and future is more of a solved riddle; give me battalions of time, show me that I am the priority, that its always me that you decide!

your love alone is good enough; I want to be sure that you aren’t a bluff; be my the armor like the shell of an armadillo, so that my heart won’t shatter, but can fall on an eternal pillow. shower me with scads of rain, bring me assurance that wouldn’t bring hurt or pain.

the way you soak my mind intimately with vigor, causes multitudes of butterflies to implode within my center; you polish me with affirmation that covers me like a coat, with all the good things I can list, you’d think you were the goat!

butterfly defect*

freedom is dangerous when bondage is your economy; the way my world unfolds feels like an anomaly.

identify who you are, without the inclusion of one’s opinion; there is only one person in charge of you’re dominion.

the best thing to learn about yourself is to know you better than the people in your life; nursing your esteem throughout any criticism, despite.

don’t allow the hunger of succession possess you; remember who you are back then, now, and for your future too.

with liberation comes responsibility, freedom isn’t free will as we assume; yet, even free will has to pay its dues.

isolation is dangerous, especially when you’re deep in your head; you miss out on the opportunity to leap on faith when it is said.

you are a heavyweight, who understands who you are; allowing only a select few in your circle to have the strength to carry you afar.

your life is important it wasn’t created to be a waste; we all have potential to better ourselves, as well as the control of one’s fate.

when you’re mind is of thoughts that can be paralyzing; remember to apply faith and positivity, to flood your mind with things less terrifying.

stress can be quite thwarting; for that, is why its best to keep good people around who are supporting.

when it comes to your life, you can’t lay back and play dead to a lion; you have to fight hard for you, as if your five senses were made of iron.

quick ?*

we are not together, just homies;

people can really make you saltier than a salt water ocean!

I am tired of ring around the rosie;

I’m being punished for being in love – can that be forgiven?

this phase is becoming a bit annoying;

but now I see how this can be a test – and it’s very challenging…

should I let it go, or keep trying?

desk talk*

taking full control of my life; the elephant in the room is something i can’t hide, i do this to make known that i show face without pride.

if i’m going to be the example; i cannot run wild, as if life is a gamble.

as smart as people say i am, could bring pressure to any ma’am; it’s hard enough being a woman, but i’m happy to know God has always been okay with the world in our hands.

giving ample amount of choices to show i am capable of doing anything;when i have doubt that i cant, i encourage myself by affirming.

i want to prosper; growth will be a new dress to form my posture!

counting*

challenging myself in peculiar situations, to keep from wearing my feelings a dress. though I’ve been irritated with feeling I have to impress..

I’m so annoyed because it feels so deliberate; and I’ve been working on my own temperament.

I’m always put into a position to heel; that’s not me at all though, I was taught to stand, not kneel!

when my feelings are hurt, and I respond, seems like I made things worse – like I started it first

I allow karma to do what it needs to, but it doesn’t mean it I don’t get down or feel used..

being me has always created and inevitable issue; quickly, it turns around, and all of a sudden they want to know the real you.

patient mind*

always finding myself in deep thought; about when I should’ve surrendered, and when I should’ve fought.

my life is really taking a positive turn; I feel that one day soon, i’ll receive what ive always yearned.

absorbing all the data I can; knowing this makes it easier to breathe again.

keeping up all my hard work; this year I learned how to take care of me first.

enduring all the pain from tribulations I had to go through; seeing my rights and wrongs from a bird’s eye view.

rejoicing a victory I haven’t yet conquered; in time by day will come, and I will prosper!