Journal Entry # 34

Come Hereeee!

Watching a man’s best friend obey his master; wondering how the instruction given is so clear to him

As I observe, all I think to myself is: “why is my leg shaking faster?” Being the genuine person I am, the vibe was very clear!

In brief conversation, I got exactly what I need immediately after.

Although the encounter was brief, it was the best conversation I’ve had thereafter…

Journal Entry #5 and 6

No. 5

as I sit here and think, “why have these scenarios happened to me?”

Though, those questions seem to go unanswered, I still handle it with a positive manner.

confused in how handling this moment is right; should I keep entertaining or cut it down with a knife?

I’m so confident in most situations; then, for some reason I begin to run wild with my imagination…

No. 6

Appearing to belong, when my placement is wrong; Boy! Am I tired of this song!

opening up, releasing my fears, moving through the wind, allowing its strength to wipe away my tears – once again, another chapter is near…

balance is what I’m ultimately after, truly when people ask, its hard to explain the matter.

I am confident that things will soon get better.

One Soul | Two Spirits | Three Faces

we have three faces they say; the one we show to the world, the one we should to our family, and the one we see, ourselves at the end of day. exploring the nature of merging all three; I’ve become infatuated with the idea. to be a complete and whole being; as one person without fear.

having absolute control on what you want people to see; how would that affect the world’s decree? by using false prophecies to mute when you speak; in other words, blasphemy!

life usually gets rough in the middle of your days – hence, mid-life crisis’ is what it was called yesterday. with dirt and gravel, produces foundation for new comings. whether it’s a new way of living or drastic shift in your shortcomings…

open book*

verse by verse I’ve given myself an unique style, and as I write, my thoughts begin to make a sound; diversifying what most people think is abnormal, so the things I say can appear to be paranormal…

becoming what I need to be, instead of what I want to be; exposing a mount of gratitude and mercy, I just want to maintain a better attitude…

the things people would do for personal gain, has always sent intriguing sparks to the brain, from this, I’m ready to move forward and learn from these things, because I have been training and preparing for a real change…

forgiveness for me*

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…

Forever Mine*

The way we connect, has a kind of intellect that cannot be explained. The beauty is in a way, where our knowledge hasn’t been discovered yet – it’s still in the brain.  

Our closeness, can sometimes spring up certain emotions – we work through them – the way we reciprocate our likeness for each other, isn’t plenty in most men.  

There’s adventures that we find ourselves on; by the end of the day, we’re asking where the time gone!  

We look at each with bliss, and nothing to say.  

As a woman, I do get a bit demanding; I want for attention, and sometimes it’s hard to hide it – to make sure I’m not dating a phantom. I can get a little excited.  

Very involved in our future, as it is one; seeing that I’ve been planning on success since our partnership begun.  

Looking at the past different now; because separation has a different defined sound. Work is in progress- the same as ourselves- viewing lifestyle in a way of success; promoting myself through life never had any bounds.  

Just like every kind of relationship, it leaves certain prints on your heart; I wonder what ours will be, how will our blank canvas look once it’s made into art? 

Discombobulated

a lot has piled up

I don’t need any luck

for a blessing to finance

putting worth into me

so one day I will see

I’m no longer an amateur

I will see the finish line first

she is a Victorian

me, I am the historian

I will fly again

I will fall, then learn

knowledge, is power I’ll always yearn

in future, I’ll be someone discerned

a wealthy mental state

evolving all persons into one face

always with joy

not allowing my life to a be played like a toy

I am mighty, even if I’m not a boy

surpassing generational curses

making its profit overflow my within my purse

I am solid

making my own way, dipping into no one’s wallet