roaming around on my own planet; the feeling I experience feels magnetic. lessons are being thrown left and right; i take that as my future looking very bright.
putting atw ist on the abilities I’ve been absorbing; my blessings fell like they’re getting closer, and it’s morbid!
rejecting any nonsense; i receive the best of care with my faith, and it’s tense. I’m not putting up any walls, or an emotional fence, my spirit will immense…
sitting here as always, reminiscing on the good ole days; when my skin would glow radiantly from the summer rays.
my skin is getting thicker; i can achieve the impossible, because i am a dreamer.
the trail is getting hotter like a fever; at the end of the day i am a believer.
loving on solo nights, just to fill my heart; my trinity is cemented, it’ll never fall apart.
i am my beginning, so that’s where I’ll start …
my means of survival has been tailored; goods works are better favored.
becoming fluent in a new environment; taking control without sighs of entitlement
marking my territory regarding my blessings; although, there mine undeniably, if i pay attention to every lesson…
making way for a new mindset, bellowing with joy, while neglecting any regrets. I am lawless toward being only me; pushing my time back like spring.
my gratitude toward building foundations; don’t only make it local, but to share with nations. my achievements in the long run will be my revelations.
i can’t afford to cut any corners; I’m I’m in the midst of creating authentic transformers…blah blah blah
guess I’ll start over, my attitude can be hard to get ahold of; I want to be unapologetic, in ways that are far from pathetic.
liberate me from heavy weights on my shoulders, this very instance was given to me by my beholder; I must control the paving of my path, and continue move farther away from His wrath.
there can be no detours throughout this voyage, but constant faith to keep me going as if I had the gift of clairvoyance.
taken, while given
letting my life live and not exist
feeling plies of blessings
in my mist; I thank God for his presence
I’m small but I am mighty
acquisition, and maturation can be so exciting
nothing is more nerve wrecking than to feel like too much honesty can push a person away; my truth could never be a phase. there is power and strength in the truth, used in the right manner, without neglecting the view.
there is also discernment, weaving out the difference in true love, and a serpent; it become something hard to tame; the truth refrains you from placing the blame.
you do what you have to for yourself, especially when you’re telling your truth; knowing your worth can always be your youth. stressing about another’s opinion can knock years off your life; try with vigor to not allow such things to be your demise.
life is nothing but a larger lesson to discern; keep at those couple tests that just keep getting you every time, the reward will be well-earned…
a field of blooming flowers isn’t always honest; the surface can still be material, and hold you bondage.
you don’t share feelings when you’re playing cards, and believe me, not showing emotion can be hard.; when you’re carrying around this type of energy, saying how I feel can come off a bit unruly.
the way I was designed, took an ample amount of time; therefore, I’m sure as I go on through the shadow, I’ll be well prepared, I happen to be a fire sign. the truth is and will always be mine, no more worrying, or being depressed, there just isn’t any time.
I have to stay determined, remain on my own path – no matter how many times you bring up my past.
Lord, you know why I’m writing, and with that, I know you are here; my eyes are closed, still, they flow with tears. you made me to be strong through you, Father, so I’m asking you to ignite strength that is full-grown; hold my hand and order my steps, so the turmoil I face can be handled full-blown.
instead of crying Lord, I want to just do something about it – your way, never mine; my heart is heavy, I just want to get right – my heart, my soul, and my mind…
when I say this is overwhelming – it is, but I wont allow this to consume me; my prayers are loud and clear, I need you to work through me. remove whatever you need to, to get make my life better; there’s no other Father, I am your debtor… Amen.
to give off bright flashes of light; to be brilliant or showy in technique and style.
Meriam-Webster
one intriguing thing that crossed my mind, was the wholeness in the intimate threat of its grind; releasing the physical, and so trusting in the spirit, our beings are really mythical – especially in experience.
down to the words that are manifested; every moment was passionately serious. I ate on its brain, and now I’m curious – the score is even, we both were tested.
more or less this is my feelings, and the battle I genuinely won; calming its spiritual being, so relaxed, that neither of us was ready for the sun. brightening up a room that’s been lit; it’s so much energy to profit!
my thoughts are severely content, and its not even the half of it…
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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