(Inspired by Frida Kahlo's story)

I will not compromise my vision
its birth from repetitive chaotic pain caused
by idiotic hypocrisies from ignorant people
I dance
but I will not compromise my vision
see
I see vividly the well that causes the
leakage in my eyes... the drunkenness to
escape the extremely loud *******
screaming questions that I search for answers to.
One by one
By one... I’m still searching.
My heart sings so heavily into this dark
Pit of hell. And, yes, I feel every burn.
I cheated on myself.
I write
painting
I will not compromise my vision by staying true.
What freedom?
I don’t know.
I am true, I am free
in the perimeters of my own cage
you sorry *** *******, I blame you for feeding me unnutritional food
for thought
Expecting me to bring life.

Abusing my vision,
You benefit from these babies
they grow and you soak up the anointing God placed in me
my gifts are yours.
you wanted me to disguise the message
that you derive from my vision.
This art speaks volumes about the insecurities.
I can’t
Can’t compromise my vision to make yours appear more holy
your sins are not mine to bear, they were
sent to God through the sacrifice of your living.
Living in an animalistic old testament view
of worshiping your actions to please
a God who simply wants to love you.
Your wish to compromise my vision
would result in me denying the very grace
that created it. My truth is in alignment
with understanding God's truth that
gave me my vision. Yes, I am free
to express myself.
I will not compromise my vision
they are only my footsteps in this life.
The stain on the paper from my ink
the flower from my seed
the blood transfusion.
I will not compromise my vision, I made
that mistake before
I did not ask for this glorious life, and therefore it was never mine.
This is my sanctuary... of worship
my avenue of praise that reflects who I am in this world.
Who are you?