Tag: poem

Whelm*

Paranoia used to create depression; eventually becoming an obsession. Being in a vulnerable position is, or can be dangerous; in the wrong hands, it can a battle to trust. I’m over the destruction from the unknown need to panic; my goal is not for this to become a habit! I’ve come along way, though, I’m…

Journal Entry # 20

2 Timothy 3:16-17 I am authoring today, there are things I have in my heart, I want to say; I want to validly deliver these terms, in a certain way… So down below will express what I truly mean, in the way that I pray… “All Scripture is inspired by God, and is useful to…

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;…

Story Time…

The will to conquer is the beginning of the victory ~Europa, Ki Wi Being Thought About.. What if it was true?  Getting a little technical about that statement. Everyday, it really doesn’t matter who it is I’m thinking it could be; all I know is I wonder, “I wonder if they’re thinking about me?” Sounds…

precociousness*

The real examination in life, is living life before the expiration. Knowing that it is more than existing; using that very reason as inspiration. Looking for anything to be your muse; knowing when it’s just enough, and knowing when it’s being abused. Being a radiance of love, because anger shortens life-expectancy. Comprehending that a tart…

interlude

begging for better, writing an emotional letter – refraining from becoming sadder; aware of the thoughts that created the matter… but I am strong. I believe i’ve held it in way too long, I’m not sure if I’m writing a poem or a song; all I know is, here, is where I belong… but I…

aeration*

I’m not the one you can count to ten with; although, once the steam settles, I may consider forgiveness… I’m feeling dark today – maybe losing a bit of sunshine will show that taking advantage, is not okay… I wish I wasn’t the monster under the smile, but I am and it began as a…

weird*

often I reflect on a dream that is comparable to a premonition; there’re winks of an instance where I can see an ocean; I experience a reminiscent of the emotion I felt at the time, and although it feels innocuous, I fear there’re answers in it I must find.. it’s peculiar, I’m a bit eager…

alone not lonely*

four days I’ve been in this room; feeling bored, content, and blue… with acquisitions that even when I am alone, I am not lonely; I’m ok with knowing everyone can’t afford me… my body scares me sometimes, when I’m unwell it doesn’t always show the signs; I thank God that when it comes to taking…