I’ve decided I want to keep my feral parts.
The smolder, the slightly insane at times…
But this time mostly grounded too.
Yes it can be done.
Yes I defy gravity
And now
Now
I’m ready to claim
My birthright
And yes I had to look up
How to write that out correctly
And yes I ate almost a whole box
Of Kraft macaroni and cheese
For dinner last night
There’s still a little slum
In me
And guess what ?
I like it
Hair cut and Pink this next week. Things to look forward to.
I’ll have more than 50 shades
before I’m through
I can’t stop rhyming
Won’t stop trusting in
Divine timing
So I’m just livin’
On a prayer, on an edge
Like it’s my last day
Walk and pray
Sleeping long and deep
And workin hard
Feeling full at the end
Of my day
Time is my most valuable asset
Now
Open and free as a field
Learning what I want to
Talking to people
About abundance versus
Scarcity
Their major operators
And who pulls their strings
And how to cut them too.
The only battle I’m
Engaging in
Is the war on resistance
Of my art
Living with a
Fully transparent heart
It beats inside my chest
Behind my breast
In that hollow space
That you used to be
There’s a monument
I built there
To commemorate the
Loss
Ashes and rust
I clean it daily
Is this a fully human existence?
Do I fit the program?
I hope not
Writer emerge
Bridges burned
Others built
Life has seasons and
So do I ……
All normal
No labels needed
Just many mentors and
Guides
💜