Europa's Space Of Poetry

There’re so many things to be grateful for; I am blessed to have walked through many doors; gathering knowledge for fun; playing around with the matrix, because I am the one!

Sanctioned to my morality; adjusting my vision to see a more profound reality; I’ve vowed many times to be humble with a disciplined formality.

The need to be successful has passed me; loitering who I am, because I’ve noticed how much I’m flourishing!

I am steadfast about what there is to come; this is only the beginning of what has already begun.

My life is organized, not systematic; I don’t frequent the same routine, it’s an unwanted habit. I am not invisible, though my privacy is sacred. I want the choice to be alone without it being portrayed as hatred. I ask for minimum yet even that is reduced to mediocre; seeing dead ends, to me, is a sign that I’m getting closer.

It’s cool out, but not enough to shiver; Promises were made as I looked into the mirror; It’s peculiar how others will never see what I see in her. It’s more than financial or a figure – but my mind – it holds many detailed narratives that could paint a vivid picture; every thought there is defined.

Nothing’s what it seem; I’ve heard this before. However, is possible that this saying pertained to reality and not my dreams?

I am releasing as much as I can before there’s an explosion; normally I’m able to somewhat hide it, yet, behind the mask, everything is imploding! Silence isn’t a characteristic that I wear; truth be told, it’s the worst weapon I have – I swear.

To believe that validation is the way to righteousness, is naive foolishness; have I gone mad? Did my imagination finally win the war in this? Constantly, I am encouraging myself to dwell in another space; all my heart have for this world, is to blow up this place!

We all try hard to be nice – awareness is there. However, there are times where I am at the end of my limit; where my safe place vanishes, allowing the evil of this world to see my true face; in this moment all hope diminishes.

At this point I’m pouring my heart out as if I’m a flowing river; feeling the cool from the tide reminds me of the judgment – it makes me quiver. Terrified, because I’ve only possessed one soul; with the wisdom I have, came with time as I became older – which is why I’m puzzled as to why I’m treated so cold.

Despite the circumstances, I will continue to move forward, even after I’m feeling better; lightening my load until my shoulders are as light as a feather!

Preserving my spirit with affirmations of love, peace, kindness, mercy, and grace; I’m learning to take a step back – allowing my knowledge to make genuine impact; This is the right time and place.

Appropriating my cognition to focus on life from a different realm; I’m going outside of the box while staying in the lines without being overwhelmed. All the destruction of bad thoughts has created is showing outwardly now – charades eventually are removed, the perfect mask has evolved to the face of a clown.

Depleting ill intentions, simply because I’d rather have my morality and respect. For the way we treat each other can really have an affect; loyalty can often expire – the excitement in what we don’t know is what our flesh really desires.

Facing these fears has been top priority; rising above the thought of potential defeat – the enemy will never have the victory! The peace I’m beginning to have is so strong, that the vibrations of it can almost be seen…