reminiscing*

I am in a moment; not a lifetime

~ Europa, Ki Wi

Home is not what it use to be; all happiness it use to bring.

Distracted now by things of technology; who pays attention anymore to human beings.?

Where the dinner table was our social media; to talk about our the things we learned amongst peers, just thinking of it brings joyous tears.

Coming from a long way; not understanding these days, home is now a bunked place.

For slumber and bathroom breaks; no more family rooms and enjoying commercial breaks.

One day I do have faith; one day soon this may change, home is not right now, but one day home will again make a town…

silent siren*

No money in my account but I’m not broke; I am rich in faith.. I’m determined to be happy, even when it hurts…

Thriving my way through these trials; been running so long, I passed a many miles…

To find myself, spirit, and soul; things that makes me happy and gives me joy… I cry for hours, and couldn’t tell you why – I’m begging for a breakthrough, so confused on what I need,

Triggered by everything, but the small things is what hurt; when it grows it becomes a bigger challenge – that begins to feel meaninglessly unimaginable

mid Life*

  • I’m mad confused when trusting is an option, what am I really choosing..?
  • It’s hard trying to figure out what’s genuine, like, what’s the motive and the goal..?
  • Using my strengths and inspirations as a super power – I use them to figure out life…
  • Writing has been therapeutic lately; falling in love again with my craft…
  • I’m so anxious to pursue all the conscious gifts I possess in the best possible way
  • What should I be using, my heart, my emotions, or both..?

front porch*

on the edge of the threshold to my responsibility of freedom; looking only up, with faith that my steps won’t stumble as they come.

enjoying the aroma of this terra firma; taking in deep breaths, knowing my purpose goes even further.

exhaling disadvantageous energy out of my biography; giving me a fair margin to truly become an authentic me.

using all my senses to become one with all creation; saturating my judgement with a vest of salvation.

that kind of happiness lasts forever; no matter the circumstance of the weather!

i created a reflection*

I’m fighting a younger part of myself; very vulnerable in this juncture, because of the weight it puts on my health. my child is a very special gift to me, he imitates what i’ve done as a child, and I consider that a bill of wealth.

it can be frustrating when you don’t know how to deal with a reflection of you; I drive myself insane, because those were the things I use to do! how can I discipline something like this.? I need a better point of view.!

what may have worked on my behavior, don’t work on this kid; he’s phased by nothing, so I tend to look up and pray to my savior, and that’s what I did…

I love my mini-me so much; even talking about him, makes me blush! raising him is something I don’t want rush – I am proud to be his mom and be able to watch him grow up!

a Two Part[er]*

wondering what will come next; just the recognition and reward would feel best.

the satisfaction of making a name for me, would be very appreciating!

soon these markings will be a treasure; royalties gained by it, the weight will not be able to measure – not even a bit!

I’m getting tired, but I will not stop unless the reason is dyer.

keep going, I tell myself almost everyday! any other advice would be useless to say.

the level I am at, needs a continuous push to keep my drive!

only then will I move my encouragement to the next step to survive…