Tag: writes

Journal Entry # 2*

I’m changing the narrative; attaining all that is provided, so I can produce clearer reactions to give manufacturing better habits, so change can be less difficult; no longer pointing fingers at those who aren’t at fault clean and fragrant vibrations keeps me motivated; pushing my space to productive and cultivated not saying I know where…

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…

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…

I Seen Her*

i had a vision, and saw the most ingenious, and beautiful woman; however, as I walked away from the mirror I no longer seen her…the only memory I could maintained were her eyes – I swear, it’s all I could remember; it was like a portal into a peculiar kind of paradise… all my intentions…

locomote*

emancipating my worries has taught me how to release and not bury – for healing, you should never feel you have to be in a hurry… time can be free if you use it wisely – I’ve made that mistake, but I also take responsibility, without any pride in me… the world and I have…

give me a break*

wonders of wanderlust, the taste of life right now is robust; jumping the broom, crossing over leaving my old shell in another room – burning it down, smelling the unscented fume, this feeling can’t be refused… sheltering my special view, to look toward a better perspective that will infinitely continue; discovering new techniques, whilst seeking…

trenchant*

still finding the words, as if I am on a voyage; analyzing every move, like something was stolen; I’m envisioning a plan that could successfully play out, trying to find what this adventure is really about… my spirit is so free, it’s now feeling out of body, I am away, but not hiding, though no…

make it*

illusions can appear to be appealing until you realize its true meaning; an obscure thought can often cloud your judgment in a wicked way, giving unworthy interludes and people the praise… my passion has been ignited with a new flame, envisioning a rewrite of my own name; I am embraced with similar minds, placing myself…

prominent…*

I realized there was much to explore Leading to myself into a legacy; Instead running from what was for me I walked right in, and it was an audience; Waiting for my poised accordance My value though, could never be afforded; In that room are opportunities, blessings It’s up to you if you decide to collect them, or make them into lessons …