Amiga, se nos ha hecho costumbre conversar todos los días, contarnos las cosas.
Yo soy experto en tu vida amorosa, hasta de tus pantallazos de whatsapp, soy ese amigo que busca impulsarte a darte otra oportunidad en el amor, donde yo sé que él es un buen mae y que yo quiero a él para ti.
Tú te volviste en mi confidente, quien sabe de mí casi que más que yo.
Cuan bonito fue que Dios te trajera a mi vida. Me haces reír, enojar, dar ganas de impulsarte a confiar mas en ti, pero sobre todo me haces sentir lo bonito de que alguien te escuche, entienda, sea imparcial, no le importe juzgar lo que soy.
Te he contado tanto de mi, de mi vida amorosa, de mi trabajo, dolores de cabeza, y que digas q...
I’ve fought like hell to get to where I am right now but I am not through yet. One obstacle at a time and the weight is being lifted off my shoulders. Problem by problem and I start to feel whole again. God help me cross the finish line because I’m almost there!
The light is not at the end of the tunnel but it’s inside you.
It’s just that when you begin to trust yourself, you see it there too.
So start believing in yourself and all your dreams will come true!
Ever seen chances slimmer,
Than oxymorons? Than breaths
In the slits of turmoils of death
Than serendipity walking bold
With a thunderous sky
Than the fine line of white
That turns the strongest dark
Into a grey of hope,
There, then, maybe
Lays a soul, praying to fall
With trust, on the wiser side.
Born in a devil bound neighborhood where the poor call it "Home" & the rich "The Ghetto"
Where my skin tone can be seen as "Beauty" pure as an art form of God creation
while to other's may conceive only a "Criminal" a coin to the less fortunate
Where cops are beloved, few battles but no wars
while the news only portray the violence for their entertainment
Call this "KNOWLEDGE S.L.A.N.G"
Living in a world where feeling's are overrated
When hearts love with their sexual desires, forfeiting the simulations of their emotions
& teaching of the generations behind us "Lust" is the new way
causing the trust issues we suffer but won't change...
the heartaches we hate but praise to adjust to ...
Note to self & others keen to ponder:
They say ignorance can sometimes be a bliss.
It seems ignorance is poisonous in religion; both on the one practising a religion and the society living with it. The harm it does ripples for generations to come, leaving traces of truths uncovered and sowing seeds of resentments.
Just like anything else, educating oneself correctly is key: the key to understanding and differentiating between truths and deceit.
It was meant to be epic:
a love transcending chance and circumstance,
an ever ascending dance and romance.
It was meant to be perfect:
you and me against the whole world,
defying the odds and the rules,
our timeline disrupted, interrupted,
but finally synced and smoothed out.
It's all falling to pieces:
every memory has jagged edges,
tainted by carelessness, callousness,
all my cruelty and apathy marring
what could have been...
But maybe we can pick up
these pieces and make something new,
you rely on me, I'll be there for you
and we'll make it through,
it will be enough...
maybe it will be enough...
maybe it will be perfect...
maybe it will be epic...
To the moon, succumbed...
The pearls astray, drunk much in restitution
Flickered attempts to deny the delusion
Of definitions I tried of deliberate assumptions
And the fragrance of life in tranquil retentions
You stood, I stood and the world forbidden
I fumbled but gazed in adore but when
Earth will stay in cracks of my hand
Would fall back in wonder on the melting sand
And would wait, wait for more of you
The moon, I lay my knees.
God made me to his design
In order that I could spread my wings and fly, bringing the change of peace and beauty to a restless world .
The dark place.
It is not all dark in here, there is just a lot of shadowed areas. Sometimes, the shadows grow bigger and make me feel like it’s all dark, but then some other days, o can reach the switch and turn the lights on so it’s not so dark. There are other days where the dark feels good, just you, it can even be cozy.
In my dark place, I can see that I’m lacking lights, if fact I’ve tried, I have tried making them brighter. Paint the walls, open the blinds, get candles, even a lamp for when I’m too tired. I have tried is all but somehow it still not lighting up. Eventually I got tired of trying and I let go. I kept in the dark, just getting the lights when visitors come.
My place i...
When it comes to my heart,
you will never understand me,
if you cannot be patient.
There will be times when I am silent,
do not mistake my silence for weakness or neglect.
When I feel things,
I feel them deeply,
my emotions often hold me hostage
and render me immobile.
Do not try to save me
– I do not need saving,
I need time and space
so that I can process every impossible thought
and balance it with a sense of reason.
Only then will I feel comfortable in my own skin
and you will get the version of me you rightly deserve.
- ‘If you love me, be patient.’
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
I am becoming a vapor, an ether,
a nothing-thing filling empty spaces.
I am becoming a mirror, an echo,
a copy of a copy of a copy
of everything I thought you wanted me to be,
everything I wasn't and couldn't see.
I thought of you as my noose, my tether,
a drain on my Fates and Muses and Graces.
I thought I was becoming shallow, hollow,
an emptied out vessel or bent filagree.
Now that is exactly what has become of me
here without you, seeing you without me.
I want you to know that I will make amends,
and however our road twists and bends,
as lovers, or strangers, or only as friends
I will love you until the world ends.
When couples argue they stop talking
to each other and they find someone else to share their problems with & end up breaking up.
That's the main issue nowdays. You should talk to your partner about the issues not to others. They hould be your everything. It's a Team Effort.
Suspicions, creeping fear
begins to look like
Volition, wanting it
badly enough didn't
Engine failure and failure to thrive,
the love is real, the love is alive,
but it isn't right, it isn't enough.
I thought I was strong,
I thought I was tough;
I was wrong.
Now it's over, over and I've
broken the seventh seal, and strive
to call it off, to call it a bluff.
But it's different kind of song-
something hard and rough-
and I'm compelled to sing along.
I'll be singing,
in the teeth of chaos, in the mouth of Golb,
I'll be singing,
"However it has to happen..."
Call Everytime ,,, NoT NeeDeD.... Once In A Day ... Really NeeDeD
TalK A Lot LonGly ....NoT NeeDeD ... BuT A LiTTle In WhoLe Day .... Really NeeDeD ...
Listen My VoiCe .... NoT NeeDeD .... BuT Ur oNe .... Just Really NeeDeD .... CaN'T Say EnoUGh
MaY Be I will NoT in Ur FuTuRe DaYs or May Be I Be In ThaT DaYS ...
BCz It's Life ...
So juSt live WiTh me In My
In oUR PreSenT DaY ....
Bcz I WaNNa LiVe myself
.... WiTh U EvErYDay....
® ANkhE AlFaZ ✍️
® Sinu™ 🗿
we tied our hearts to hope
and held hands in the dark,
a pair of shimmering souls
searching for a flood of stars
- ashley jane
And yet she still walked into the storm,
unafraid of the chaos,
for it knew not of the struggle
she had endured and won.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
I heard her heart knocking on my chest waiting for an embrace of my fears
While her tears waited to be dry with a simple kiss from a life I couldn't give
For we both were damaged eyes from a toxic generation
where our heartbeats were beating for love with a slight hesitation
As I hear her mind moaning for my soul, wishing to make love to my inner demons
Only wishing to make sweet love back to her insecurities
For our sexual attractions is no more then a mental obsession
as we make ghetto music in a crooked world
While the Devil is our generation president all nightmares no dreams
she still managed to put God as my inner faith
The beauty of her persistence shall be a soul moti...
I humbly come before you to ask for a very special request to restore my grandmother's health. I know my grandma is getting older and that Death is inevitable but all I ask is for a few more years .I want to serve and take care of her.Please heal her Lord.Please touch her with your healing hands.Please comfort her especially when she's in pain.
I trust in you, Lord.
With you nothing is impossible.