Me. Myself [and] i. (Part 2).

Cleansing.

Starts with first recognizing the need for change. Unclogging my mental drain and unplugging my spiritual birth. 

I sit here. Open. In power but powerless. 
Drained in physical body— and unafraid of Growth. I’m in Georgia. 

I don’t want to go back —nowhere is where I’ll land. My mission isn’t complete. God is sending me somewhere special. 

During manifestation you feel misunderstood. Unheard and strange. High periods of silence fill your temple and unknowingly peace is created. 

I no longer need things around me to feel what I feel. I have been showered with Gods presence and it is the greatest blessing of all.

—attempted expression from a moment in silence. 

Title Me:

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inner beauty, 

peace, 

and vibrations. 

Liberated.

Purpose.

Power.

Presence. ï¸ #chasetheVibe

Her.

Soulful -she's beauty
Vibrating in her essence
Evolving within her spirit 
She is beaming from her light. 

She protects her energy 
and embraces Her femininity 
Universal earth angel 
Spreading peace love & light.

awakens her identity 
Heals -breathes her own energy
bringing consciousness to her life.
........
Queen

Q U E E N

Women,

All created differently 
Embodied with so much creativity 
Dreams often shattered, invisibility.
Let's take ourselves back, mobility. 

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We are all Q U E E NS.. some of us have just forgotten this over time. ❤️ While fighting an empty war within our minds.

As a woman sometimes I feel I'm at a constant war.

.. [to be Continued].

Broken-hearted .Notes

My heart is beating so fast because we keep
replaying this same story. You make your
decision, I hurt, you leave. We repeat all over
again. 

You don't want my Love, so just let me be.
Disappear and become a memory.

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I have to keep being the bigger person while
MyHeart is consistently being broken.

Me. Myself [and] i. (Part 2).

writing is her therapy
heals mentally and physically
I pen her words 
she reads and learns
we find what's caught,
as we both attempt 
to releases her thoughts.

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sometimes i look back at my writings and meet a whole new me.

unShackle Me.

Erasing the visuals 
But still conscious 
of the physical 

There is no relax, 
I can't let go of 
the ridicule

So much 
progress, 
yet it seems 
invisible.

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His depth chains me to his unforgiving Love.
Yet, I want to feel the release.

F R E E

Exposing myself 
as I write with electric touches 
to free this being within me 
who desires to Live.

My pen 
bleeds with excitement 
yet shackles while attempting to 
release years Unliving.

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"She was poetry in a world that was still learning the alphabet."

The Break-up.

You romance me for a day...
Then drop me off again 
until you're ready for me.
What am I supposed to keep doing with that.

Letting Love live, 
would be exploring our moments, 
tackling obstacles together..
but instead you choose to keep fighting separate. 
Living in your own reality 
leaving me out in the cold Alone
..waiting for you to return to me again. 

The pills I've swallowed chasing our love 
has been the best -most -sweetest unLeveled 
reality I've ever had. 
This was new for me too, but I embraced it.
Fell forward in a Love 
I imagined so many nights to be my forever.. 

But you just kept leaving me to pick up my own shattered pieces of my heart. 

I want my Heart Back..

... I just can't endure anymore pain. I'm sorry.

Truth.

Maybe I can't live in this reality 
This reality that seems to cloud me
This desperation of infatuation 
Only leading to evaporation..
Of myself, somehow I've lost Me. 

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Love has broken my soul.