frail*

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.

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!

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.

assertation*

I have a lot to enunciate, especially when you’re forced into a certain isolation. I always think to myself, whether or not the energy I’ve been sowing is coming back in a peculiar form of reciprocation.

I’m tired of being wired to be there when I truly may not be needed; if my result keeps being the same why do I allow it to be repeated?

I am always indifferent; I get paranoid when I feel an uneasy spirit. I only want my hard work to pay off like anyone else; I’m doing my best, without taking short-cuts, or hitting below the belt.

my time is drawing near; none of my dreams will go undone, or disappear…

wvw*

werewolves, vampires, and witches are oddly familiar; these species’ come over as our true character in a mirror; showing ourselves some things we do are similar.

inspired by their choice of livelihood, and the choice of language which is spoken; i’m truly intrigued, with no need of loathing.

i’m adapting to its culture; hoping one day they’ll look high to the pedestal of my sculpture. not to be worshiped or treated like a goddess; i want love and kindness to reciprocate.