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Art.

A beautiful display of emotions that can be depicted so uniquely.
Only understandable to those with a mind's eye.
I'm at peace with myself, and now I can freely write off pure emotion and not off disoriented thoughts.
My spirit has been released of its demons and I'm patching up the holes with the Godly presence that continues to follow me.
My Art can now be pure, my Art can now be real; my Art is no longer mental, because I've found my freedom.

I'm delivered
this came at a time of mental relief
To understand,  the ability to realize each aspect of a situation and accept it.
Now, do I understand myself?  Does anybody?  No... well, I don't.
I have the ability to confuse myself on levels beyond reach but I grasp the idea of the mystery.
Who am I? Will I be able to ever understand me?
I don't think anybody will ever understand themselves, yet, we still try to, only to cause self destruction.
Self destruction?  You ask wondering how the discovery of oneself can destroy them, but the reality of it all is that somethings should be kept hidden, buried, indiscernible to prevent something disastrous from erupting on the inside of us.
No one understands how dangerous the human mind can be; we are atomic bombs waiting to explode and the detonator would be the discovery of oneself BUT we are forever in the dark... keep it that way.
The key to understanding yourself is realizing you need to remain a mystery.
It all seems so distant and institutionalized;
the horror of factual information of our spiritual deaths.
Why are are we still walking if our breaths have been taken away?
Our minds have been shut down from ever creating a new world for ourselves; we have been drained, I have been drained.
I'm ****** dry of all life but strut aimlessly through each day as if my heart is still beating.
I have become a lifeless drone following the path that the dark universe has destined for everyone to follow.
I wanna cut loose but what am I really running from?
It's so normal to be a captive but I am not normal.
It's my breaking point and I'm finally escaping this suicidal social torture chamber called life.
In the killing of my spirits has come the rebirthing of my mind
I am now me
I am FREE
He planted a garden in my heart for all eyes to see.
He planted kisses on my face, amplifying that he's with me.

He watered down my fears with the scent of his calogne.
If you asked me I'd tell you 'He'll never leave me alone.'

And for a while he kept his promise and stayed by my side.
But after a while the roses wilted and the flowers began to die.

Now I'm stuck with the weeds of his love spreading in my veins.
Being watered by my tainted blood flowing through their streams.

But my fear is not this poison that spreads through me everyday.
Because I'm more terrified of his smile, that won't even look my way.

And he'll be there, loving her, the girl that took my place.
While I stand around with the fakest smile plastered on my face.

And that boy that promised he'd love me forever, just decided to leave.
Now here I am, left with a garden of poison and I can barely breathe.
 Jun 2015 Deontra' Demeritte
Yan
I never got the chance to write something for you
Never had the way of showing that you are my truth
Never in my dreams that we will be in this way
Time has separated us, and we can’t bring it back today

Sorry for I let this world took my life that fast
Sorry for I let my soul die, sorry I can’t go back
I just let this love slid away from my hands
I just let my everything be nothing now in my mind

I am sorry for I never had the intentions to save my life for you
I am sorry for I loved you and trusting all my love to you
I’m sorry for I made you be my world without asking your permission
Blame should be to me for I loved you without inhibitions

I am unconditionally in love, and now maybe I was
I am perfectly engaged, but the thread has just loosen its tight
I am kind of disoriented, and the fragments are all over again
Don’t worry I saved something for myself, but death is just one breath away

Pain is rushing down in me, tears are flowing out my eyes
Trying to be in my best content, trying to stand with a guise of smile
But I just let go of forever, cause forever is now just a word
It isn’t now an adjective of us, it is where we must have been belong

I just can’t let you to come back, for you chose to go away
I can’t keep fighting for this love for you just let it out our way
But I am saving all your memories ‘cause I’ve already made our future
I just have to erase it now ‘cause we had just lost each other

As I lay myself to rest, where I know I will be at peace
I will be somewhere in your past, I will be at ease
I will be looking down to you, I will be always at your side
Please remember me, whenever you can’t feel your heart

I hope that someone new will be good to you
I hope you will also feel the love I used to offer you
I hope you’ll never feel any resentment like what I feel for myself right now
I can’t hate you, I’m just sad for the world is unfair again somehow

And now there is no you and me, but please don’t forget
Somehow I know we were real, we gave all our best
We laughed most of the time, but the time just don’t permit us for long
You took your love away, and I just have to let my love go on

I never had the chance to write something beautiful for you
Never had the way of showing that you are my endless truth
Never could imagine that I am alone again in love
Hope someday I can love again unconditionally, I hope I can go back.
Creatively enticing,
   profoundly sensual
  boundlessly experienced,
cryptically presumptive
inordinately exclusive
 
 effusively lavished,
anesthetized or blatant
allusive beyond ethereal,
metaphorically inferred
criminal insanity

disquiet midst agitation,
peaceably surrendered
illustriously polished
or indubitably raw
    fruitful to a fault - -
in reciprocity's glory be

   quenches thirst,
     satiates a hunger
flourished midst ink's
designed grandeur,
poetry never fails to thrive,
   tripping the light fantastic  
    in its exuberant offering*

Seize the power
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