I just haven’t been myself lately
I have been looking in the mirror
And see a portion of who I used to be
So I have grown to hate me
So I now with myself debate
Berate and feel so debilitated
With my personal selves
I have ordered a gathering and so we congregated
We discussed our weakness in the midst of our many various selves withstanding
Withstanding that we have all worked so hard
To be an flesh like entity of many souls but of great caliber
Having One savior
One God
One love
And that love
Being to fulfill the purpose
For what we thought we were designed created and purchased
But my sickness makes me awaken daily feeling on the surface
The vibe of being undesirable and worthless
No one has to hate me because I myself take time to curse this
I have questioned Gods design; His hidden plan and my life purpose
I still question the lesson of these in disguise blessings
My pain is to testify that even undergoing consistent
Persistent and daily struggle and tribulation
To dwindle in faith is humane
Being human I am flawed
I still fall short and fall under Gods law
I still stall
I fall in the darkened hall of mirrors
Shattered dreams
Once believed and fell for satanic schemes
I let go of the dreams’
The hype
I now continue to hold onto the light
That is what gives me power to fight
In the night
When I have solid waves of aches
Migraines to move countries
Body pain that causes internal disillusionment
Disenchanted many days
Being shot by diabolical grammatical strays
Getting shot daily
I pray to my Savior to hold me
Sustain me
Help keep me contained
Help me refrain
From blowing off my own brain
Mt tests is and are my testimony
My testimony is my continued hope which is the ground which I plant my faith
I water my faith by the thoughts of desire
That ONE day
One day God will intervene in a magnanimous method
Change the game up
Switch it up and either eradicate my entire sicknesses
Or
Will bless others through me
So that through me others gain insight into His love
So through me wisdom is shown and light prevails
And so through me
My God can touch the hearts of many
Hopefully more than plenty
In the likes of my weakness
He has created a man of meekness
A man of past glory and ego
I no longer think where I shall go
But I hope and pray for a better future that We Go
We shall enter into the passion of eternity
The compassion of the Saviors arms
Lifting me up with His spiritual charm
Claiming me as His child
Until then
I shall move forward until my limbs fall off
I shall continue to write
I will still recite
I will share if you can continue to bare with me
If you have ears and eyes and are willing to hear and see
I will continue to show you and speak to you
The love
The compassion
The grace and majesty of the creator God
Creator of the heavens
The earth and all that in them is
For when He rested on the 7th day… he completed His creation… from that point on
He told Adam and Eve – you are to hold dominion over the earth
We are fully responsible for what happens on the face of this earth’
Good or bad
I choose to do and be as good as possible if plausible
And I hope to stir and create a reactive chain
By opening the thoughts in your brain
Create a linguistic spiritual strain
Let it ferment and become a virus
A virus that reveals all truth that which has been hidden for centuries
For that is my purpose
My gain is knowing someone if Anyone here or anywhere who reads my poetry or have heard me recite them
Gain something out of it that they sleep with
Bathe in my words of insight
Ponder on my questions of grandeur
And bask in the beauty of God
That is why
My hope is where my faith is grounded
For one day
When our Savior returns
The world will be astounded
Are you ready
Keep your head up
But keep your spirit firm and steady
For the devil is working hard
For he is meticulous and quite pompous and heady
May all of you be blessed!
SkTzO