Today this girl asked me how art was made

Art ?
Art comes from the heart.

i am art
You are art
It doesnt matter the way we living
We still art ,a art that was creating with sand,water

We are strippers with bruises
But we are art.
We are wallstreet liars
We are trashed and clean
But we also art
We are different colors but we was creating with art....

Self care

If it feels wrong dont do it
Do what your body could do
Dont be people pleaser
Dont let nobody bring you down
Dont ever feel alone
Never feel bad about yourself
Never be scare to say what on your mind
Believe in your dreams .

We are products to our past but doesn't  mean we have to live with it till we die.

A bird flew touch by your soft skin
Now it lays silent on the floor in the dark
Tell me darling how this innocent bird die by your skin
Is it your beauty?
Was it too strong
Tell me darling how this alabaster skin taste.

I'm made of broken wings
I was an angel that flew for any mortal
But one day love din'd sing
My wings was gone
My tears flew for hours, i played the game love and lost
Had to live in the mortal life
Was it my sins ?
Did i committed a crime?
They say an angel dont sin but was they lying
Did my sins have a strong scent of humanity, but it seems he din'd answer me.

Do not stand on my grave and cry
I am not there, i dont sleep
I dont eat
I am a thousands word that blow through the wind
I am a diamond that shine on snow
I am the sunlight that give you light
I am the gentle autumn rain that give you water,
When you awaken in the mornin'g darling hush
I am the swift upon your skin
I am the quiet birds that chant in your head
Do not stand on my grave and cry
Be happy.

I'am a thousand
words that floating
  With no humanity sense.

she a circus freak she moves place to place
So soon you tell her let run away she pack her bags and never come back.

"He wanted to take her to the next level
So he studied her blooming heart."

I stared at a blank white page
Wondering what I should write
I needed words that flowed together and I want the world to understand what I'm trying to say
As I stared at the page I started thought to myself... I should write about love.. I needed words to come out but nothing did
I started thinking about nature but nothing rhymed
I just needed these words to flow but my  mind was blank and so was the page.

I hate how *** is now ,
*** suppose to be special but people ruined it
*** is where two bodies shrieve to each other in slow motion
*** is where the lady trust you with her body
*** is where an earthquake run through a tsunami ,
*** is a sensation caused by temptation to increase population of the next generation.

Happiness and sadness begin with a simple understanding of two principles.
Those of which are
uncontrollable and those
of which are for
sure.

She a lonely old black lady
She always dresss all black
She an old lady looking for love,
She has gray dark hair,
She has few wrinkles growing
She looked at the calendar
Time was against her
And she ask
Why i have no man
Loneliness drove her to settle for her lover,
She still stuck in her past relationship
Her lover had decieved her
Beat on her
Cheat on her
Then he left her
All the good things that she had
Was gone......

"Your words torture
While your heart is trying to rest

Trapped in a basement in the darkest recess going through my mind harboring unpectable deeds where they've  been kept safely but those words was bleeding me in the inside. Searching for a light i never seen before i've been holding these dark secrets slowly healing my soul while i continue writing and painting.

If im lost
Find me dont ask me if im okay or tell me to come back
The answer will be no
Just sit there with me maybe you will understand why im running away
You will see what draw me to this attention to come to this place and be lonely
Maybe when im ready bring me back
Probably you will get to know me better then my old self
Maybe we will paint our heart together....










-lorvensly

She preached upon breath till it argued her narrow ,she committed so many sins that nobody believe her,
Her broard was too hard that  the truth coulnd come out her mouth until proclaimed that she is a liar,
The truth never flew to the nearest ocean .
It was a coincidence that jesus will meet a disable liar .

It excite me that i have no emotions
And feelings
The sh*t i went through
Now i huff my breath with
The stuff that make me happy
Im in a place that make me happy
With no feelings
I keep my money close
And trust only myself

My name should not appear in your phone number or mind
If you want that i cant make it a promise but guarantee
You will not love me the equal way that i love you
Your heart will diteriate if you with me....

The wind flew through her hair and i stood their thinking what is she
Is she a angel that was brought to earth.
I was walking with absolutely no idea what was she
I was wondering do she have wings beneath her own skin
Then all sudden she disappeared..













-lorvensly

Both pain and regret written on your face. It begins with sadness and pain and centers with the death of your late mother only to end with the beginning of a new life, a new start. Come hither darling, let us write this story while I bring you both pen and tea. You don't need friends to fit in, neither peers to impress as well. Come on darling, hold tightly to your tears while you write this story, let the world hear your words.






-Lorvensly

I never hear the word i love you without being betrayed  a sudden heart break  with a flying attitude.
I never hear the word success without failing the first time but i pack all my dreams  in a bag and still  fail.

How is it that you trying to make me look like a fool and steal my heart but the sun hasnt even rise up.
How is it you trying to **** me but you laying underground and it not even night time yet.

A door was open in the street ,some people call it the door of heaven,others call it the door of hell
All sudden the door disappear with us it took us to a mysterious place it called the new beginning

Sometimes i wanna melt that heart i have for you and swim in the ocean
But you cant swim
Sometimes i wanna burn myself into the fire but you not a fan of the heat.

I've got an ache
Deep in my chest
I can't seem to stop the bleeding
From my body
They pouring out my secrets
Telling the world all my mistakes i made
I've have death near me calling me
Telling me it time to let my self go
I've the devil calling me telling me come work with them
Maybe i should.....