at Night*

nights make me see, that life truly goes on while I am sleeping; while i may decide to rest, they’re people still getting dressed.

also those who are nocturnal, believing that its when life is still, it becomes more eternal; proving that being awake isn’t based on time and space, but whether or not you’re night or day.

nights make me believe, that even in darkness I can see; it gives me faith that a new beginning is only hours away – surely then, it’ll be a new day.

nights make me believe in a lot, whether the dream is real or not; for 10 seconds a dream can show you a lot of blessings.

they’ll be times you’ll have nightmares; even then, life is still just making sure you’re always prepared…

id-zerve*

I will never let down my faith, I will remain strong; I’m living for me, even when it seem selfish, I will continue to carry myself along…

I’ve sacrificed almost everything I have for all those I love; assaulted with guilt because I put myself first and thereof. I’m puzzled with my own plans; blind faith to where I’m going, with a vivid recollection of where I began…

forward and backward, time can fly just like that; moving like a speed of light, neglecting the view from your eyes, showing how life can really move really fast…

diving back into the work of my past; studying my old moves that worked, and those that did not last. exposing the struggles I bear; finding an understanding to the emotional warfare…

I will not back down from what was generated for me, my purpose will be inevitably erected; every strike I took toward my calling will show I plied, and the work done for it will reflect it…

Exposure

Maneuvering a strong and humble force,

Running steady, while producing swift speed;

A tread-climber course –

Taking the foundation; manipulating rooms

Rooms to the first floor of my success

That could never come too soon…

Mistakes I made were for a future test.

When it approach, the teacher will never say –

It’s happening –

For during a test – the teacher doesn’t talk ~

If I’m not ready; that’s my fault…

Preventing myself from unnecessary obstacles

So I won’t miss the signs…

Centering on not having an absent mind;

But facing things I may feel is difficult..

Evolving amazingly in every way;

Lifting myself up

Holding my own weight.

I’ll never be stuck,

Looking for anyone to help.

If it’s from you heart;

It’s in mine to accept.

I always see that first;

It’s due to me,

Before I get hurt.

Specifics aren’t important;

There, only to point out the selective.

Irony of unreliable sources;

It’s not what you call protective.

Back turns doesn’t always mean bye;

Though see you later, feels like a long time.

Random as I can be,

Justifying my ways as punctual;

Really doing my best at it spiritually,

Making everyday functional.

Fatalist*

understanding things for what they are, can be hard when you find yourself in a circumstance to do just that; dealing with the realities of things being exactly what’s presented on the plat…

appropriately canvasing an existence, where what may have been absorbed, is far from meaningless prattle; this is a query in finding out if impossible was only to cover the actuality of life being improbable, just to hinder our quest within our travels…

being an idealist in a world of fabrication, can be intense at it’s core; bribery, scandal, and blackmail, sadly, I could list more. so many bad things happen around us and even when it’s simplified, still, we complicate what’s evident, causing an emotional and mental war…

with the world throwing doubt in your mind, questioning your own common sense; just to realize that your intuition was right, and it could’ve been your best defense. coexisting with dastardly populists isn’t living at all; being without judgment, I truly understand and also appreciate karma otherwise, life would be gull…

blowhard*

a very boastful and talkative person

Meriam-Webster

being patient is like allowing life just to happen. I have realized that there are things you really can’t manipulate, and that’s ok. when the inevitable get’s involved, know that what was for you – would be yours anyhow; you are obligated to all your blessings no matter how long it takes to receive them.

time is what it is; though we try to get ahead of it; even times where we can actually make that happen, we don’t realize it until we get behind again. rambling on – but this is sensible stuff, no pulling wisdom out of thin air, just using the gift of common sense to apply better awareness…

Stop allowing the anxiety of opportunity get the best of you; there are many ways to see things in a better view. appointed to things you may not think you deserve; can turn negativity into a positive curve – even though having front row seats to so many problems can work on your nerves. that’s fine, it’s natural; we all will have our day, and that’s factual!

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…

ebullience*

I’m sharpening my skills I haven’t yet executed; I’m becoming stronger and no longer feeling persecuted. walking in my shoes has taken a tole; running, jumping, NEVER walking, I’m always ruining my soles.

benefiting from hurt is a serious level of reaping; stay close, I haven’t went left, but I tend to be right when I’m speaking…

those that show consistency, only do when it profits selfish satisfactions; my mind is what truly represents my benefaction; yet, I’m made to always feel as if I’m nothing more than a small diffraction.

love me, not my flesh; cherish my spirit, without distress, allow ourselves to genuinely mesh. I will not beg for understanding and intimacy to be vested; never again will I allow my heart to feel detested…

Qi*

I have a story that would blow your mind; it could take awhile, so I hope you have time…

building a cornerstone that’ll create a new past; pushing back the bad dwellings with the good and vast. as a teen I portrayed the life of an adult; when it was time to act my age, I didn’t know how, and that’s not my fault.

influences can extend a huge impact; those who are elder to me had plans to enact. adolescent and naïve to what was really right and really wrong; being in that position can also come with rebellion, while being headstrong.

with such responsibility at a stage during puberty, while I’m fighting demons to get far from a toxic continuity; I’m turning it all around, once I’ve crossed over the abyss; I’ll finally have something else to reminisce…

uttermost*

far away from here sounds like a figment; the way things have been going, it doesn’t sound like a bad commitment. I wanna be where only stars brighten my night, while sunshine illuminates my day; I wanna get lost in a conception of felicity, grasping every aspect of this phase.

no longer living with a mindset of life feeling often naught; neutralizing any wickedness that may try to overcast any dream I’ve sought. appeasing to idealize an existence of purity and its nourishments; some days I wish for evil there would be a special law to banish it, with the communities full encouragement.

I aspire for genuine admiration to cleanse my mind of the thought of it being improbable; free of naivety in knowing that nothing is truly impossible. my feet are grounded to the earth and my mind and is centralized in faith; for this figment I revered is closer than far away…