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Side Effects

Just the idea of being vulnerable makes your heart cringe. Being emotional is not okay because you know that is when you are most unstable. And you know how much you love to have control over your own life. Nausea sets in the moment you realize that accepting someone in your life also means taking on their baggage. You strategize all the possible ways to break down their walls, but forget you too have you own wall that needs broken. Seems like a never ending battle sometimes and half of the time you don’t even know why. And who wants to argue with someone as stubborn and prideful as they are? Sometimes you can’t stomach the very notion of letting someone else pry into your mind and uncover your deepest thoughts in order to build an intimate relationship with you.The idea of eventually sharing what you have worked so hard to achieve sends you running for cover. The possibly(and many times actuality) of getting your heart broken sends you astray. You don’t have time to be carrying around bandages for the wounds you may get from taking that risk. Sometimes you tell yourself it is better to be alone because it is less stressful and time consuming. Too many distractions and concerns. Plus you don’t always have to consider the feelings of another. You believe it gives you more time you focus on yourself. And in a way, you are absolutely right. But then it happens…

You cannot live without that warm touch from that significant other. Your heart continuously races as love for them grows stronger. Your bones become enriched with hope every time you look into their eyes. It is not something you planned and it hit you so unexpectedly. And now you crave for more. That smile, the same one you see every time, brightens you even when you seem to be at your darkest. Having that special someone know what you are thinking even when you can’t get your words out. Just having someone right there to talk and listen to, who understands you, pulls you in. That sense of wholeness you feel when you are with them, though everything else around you seems incomplete. There is no need to worry about fixing that damaged path of yours alone anymore because there is someone out there who willingly wants to help you fill in those pot holes. Those flaws you carry are within the very core of their reason for loving you. That inner beast inside you is now at peace. Many of those “concerns” of yours will still happen, but that love you feel is so fulfilling that you are willing to risk it all to keep it. Who you are and understanding what it means to love yourself is much clearer. As you mature, you find yourself preparing for a future with that person you tried to convince yourself before would cause too many distractions for you. New signs of life flow through your veins, because you know this can only be a blessing from God. One of your greatest fears has now become one of your most precious and cherished gifts. And to think, you were going to skip out on this amazing opportunity over a few side effects.

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The His and Her Project

All he wants to do is love his queen,
But his love is becoming harder for her to see.

Obsessed with a past he cannot amend,
But not wanting to be vulnerable so he pretends.

To put on smile and continue to love her in His own way,
But she knows better and her mind begins to race.

His explosive nature to what he can’t control,
Makes it more challenging to play the role.

Of a lover, partner, and friend.
And he begins to wonder if her questions will ever end.

“Will she ever fully understand and trust my intentions?
Or will this too end like the many other contenders?”

She loves him dearly but fears his mind is too distracted.
He tries to explain why he needs her,
But the words are not coming out the way he expected.

Both are struggling to find a solution,
Not realizing that the answer is in their union.

Their love for another is currently blinded by their fears;
His of loving himself and hers of him letting her in.

This love has shown promise and can win,
But only if these two are willing to let faith in.

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Self-Conviction of the Innocent

Hands cuffed without a thorough investigation. As I walked into the room, tension filled the atmosphere. Innocence was what I was there to proclaim but for some reason I felt my fate had already been chosen for me. I had no chance here. All I could do was pray that God give me patience and strength. The judge and jury’s eyes were screaming guilty before I even got to make my plea. Whatever happened to innocent until proven guilty? As I try to make my case, anger slowly builds in my heart. I was already caving and they knew it. Tears fell as words became harder to say. My thoughts and my mouth were not communicating for some reason. Yelling was all the prosecutor gave me, wanting me to admit to something I did not do. I refused to give in and let them wrongfully convict me. But that pain and frustration I felt inside wouldn’t go away. If I could just get away to collect my thoughts and calm down. Unfortunately, it was too late. I reacted out of instinct and self-destructed. Everything then became quiet. As I looked around, blank faces stared back at me, the jury lowered their heads in disappointment, and the judge looked at me like I just made his job easier. There was one smile in the room and it was staring me in the face. That is what they really wanted. The truth was never their motive. Breaking me was. They knew I did nothing wrong. I just wanted better for myself but they saw it as me thinking I was better than them. Misery just wanted some company and went out of their way to get it. What makes this situation even worse, is that the blood running through their veins was the same that was running through mine.

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Late Nights, Early Mornings

I can’t sleep because my overthinking has set in again. So many questions running through my head. Can’t even begin to process them all. My eyes want to close but my mind keeps writing these restless thoughts. So awake I shall be, writing until my fingers are exhausted and bruised. These late nights and early mornings are draining me mentally. God why am I such an over-thinker? It seems to be more of an unnecessary burden for me to have. What greatness could possibly come from this disturbance? I just want a night of mental peace and I long for those mornings where my mind is running stress free. I pray for that state of serenity. Lord take me under your wings and give me the strength I need to fight whatever it is that is keeping me from a peaceful sleep. Even if that disturbance is me!

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My Wandering Eyes

Eyes constantly moving left to right, right to left. I can easily see what is around me, yet blind to the crippling of my own two feet. As I look around, I start feeling as though all eyes are fixed on me, piercing through my skin, looking into my soul. Paranoia sets in; I am holding myself captive in my own mind. Trying to protect myself from what isn’t there. An illusionist hero. But soon paranoia turns into sickness. I now understand that this mental captivity I put myself in and this illusion I created is destroying me. I am my own disease…God I come to You for peace. Take this burden away from me before it consumes me any further. Cleanse my eyes and restore my mind. Help me to stay on your everlasting path of righteousness and redemption. I don’t want these wandering eyes to deceive me from this day forward…I must control these thoughts before it becomes very difficult for me to tell the difference between what I see and reality.

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Not All Daisies and Roses

I still cry, get angry, sad, doubtful at times, and confused. I will admit there have even been times when I just wanted to give up. Just because I am building a relationship with God, does not mean I am perfect or ever will be. I am just doing that…building. I will have my setbacks and relapses because as a child of God, that is a predicament that comes with the territory. My goal in life is to get closer to the Man who has made it possible for me to be on this earth. In return, He will make me into the woman He wants me to be, contributing to this world the way I was meant to. And this journey is far from easy. In fact it is the hardest decision I have made. There are a lot of earthly pleasures that one must give up when accepting God into their lives. And though you make up your mind to do something, many times God has His way of showing you that that was not His plan for you. It can be very frustrating, especially when what you want and what He wants do not add up. But it is a learning process. This relationship involves a lot of tests and trials that I cannot control, which as a human is difficult to accept at times. But I will say that every moment is worth it, good and bad. I am always learning something new about myself and life itself. It has helped me to appreciate and love my Lord and Savior more than ever. It becomes a craving; sweeter than honey itself. A craving I hope will never end as long as I am living. No, finding God is not all daisies and roses, but then again how can one truly understand the meaning of growth, faith, and love without some hardships?

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God Please Forgive Me

I have failed you again God. Why do You continue to put up with me? This anger that I thought was gone for good, I have let back into my life. Why do I let these people get to me? Their negativity has become more intolerable and it is sad because they are my family. Sometimes I don’t even understand why I get so angry. My mind starts to think of the most hurtful things to say, but then I know I would be no better than they are, regardless if those things were true. Even if I keep these thoughts in my mind and never say them verbally, it is still sin and I am here to repent. I try to be more positive even in the mist of their drama but I feel as though I am failing more than succeeding. At times I don’t want to believe there is positivity in them underneath the surface. But again, I am judging them just like they judge me. Lord please help me to get rid of this anger. I don’t want to let their ways ruin the person You are creating me to be. I love this new relationship I am building with You and I don’t want to hinder it in any way. These generational demons end with ME! God, I give you my troubles because my faith knows that You will calm my storms. Your child is in need of healing and You are the only one I choose to call on.

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If Only It Were That Easy

If love came knocking at your door again, would you let it in this time? If time had an expiration date on it, would you then make use of it? What if you could not get a second chance, would you try harder the first time? What if your options were limited, would you then choose wisely? What if telling that special person how you really feel was easier, would you still hesitate to tell them what they mean to you? How would you change your approach to the situation if you knew the end result before hand? Would your decisions be different if there were no repercussions? If you knew how long you had to wait to get what you asked for, would you then have more patience for it? What if a relationship was predictable, would you then try as hard to fight for it? If God’s purpose for your life did not include hardships, would you still run away from it? If loving someone was simple and did not include heartache, would you be more willing to explore it? If your life did not have an ending, would you still appreciate the true value of living it?

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Bleeding Endless Love

So much love traveling through these arteries with no specific destination. Full of life that not everyone welcomes but that is ok. But still this love keeps pouring through my skin, hoping to warm the hearts of others who will allow it. I don’t want any bandages; these are pores that I choose to let bleed endlessly. Traveling through my body like a never ending cycle of poetic liberations. Why should I limit this love that has helped so many whether they acknowledge it or not? This is who I am and not everyone has the privilege to have a gift like mine. I do not worry about getting anything in return. I am humbled and replenished just by the positive impact I bring upon others. My value on this earth will not be in vain for my God has told me so. He has made me into His own image He knew was best for me and I am glorifying His name for it…Slowly starting to put the pieces together on my purpose in this world. As long as these pores keep bleeding, this love will forever warm the hearts of those around me.

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Rebuking Those “Sweet” Kisses

So gentle and swift in your movement, no one realizes the death in your eyes. Everything you touch turns to ashes while your lips continue to pry on the weak. Their soft texture and volume create an illusion that has those you connect with craving for more. There is no soul in those dark eyes…What is it that you seek serpent? You cannot have me. I will live my life without you hovering over me with those “sweet kisses”.  I rebuke any and every aspect of your existence. You coward, why do you disguise? Others may have fallen into your wicked ways but you cannot have ME! Leave Satan, your weapons will not prosper here.