Believing, tossed in this bail weather you win or you fail not often do we care too short to even tell, as hard as it is to inhale. I'm surprised my heart doesn't fail intentions of oneself
Among the casted- I'm not alone
Ripping and running -I'm strong
Capable to sustain the worst although I've been wrong built in times of navies with no casted stones
equally purposeful, doing the most important thing that matters is life. I stand to keep giving while Pieces of Me are being taken away.

As if a witch  appeared in front of me in a puff of smoke, I was transfixed — Me standing there  mouth open, unable to look away, as if held by some magic power. Not use to this I strategize a exit. Lies, pessimistic conlicts, mused with disturbed behavior. Łike being infected there are side effects a breathe of fresh air is relief to asthma, a cup of tea is for nausea. You are my medicine when your close to me- my better half, monogamist, consort. In undisguised astonishment; a day is better, with a dose of you intuned with more focus on the now. Don't want to move stuck on you.

Not existing before
MADE into a person of sensibilities , Introduced as a man of honor with respect, and was discovered recently now for the first time.
I feel encroached when conversations are developed
Is this something I've longed for or a past progression
Despite it all it feel good, refreshed, inspiring
Like a fresh breathe in the morning with coffee brewing in a log cabin
In the world of things that don't last long
Taking heed to these blessings
Learn, Live, and Love

Started from good to bad
from nice to eh
How things can be so liberal to takeoff heads because of a couple of words said
My senses tell me to have more common sense and dollars are not the only things that make cents
Enticed by your demeanor
Influenced by the way you move
Encourage through your words
I'm lost in you and it's a struggle to find myself again
Though it's bonds and sleepwalking nights over here, on the other side the grass is greener
One day I'll get over my pride
Faulting the situation trying to find every excuse
Questioning myself now
Losing grip of reality hoping for my Coretta
Misconceptions of my image as I am just a fish in a big pond fighting to get off this hook
With insides as cold as ice my flesh is humid as Florida summers
I push on or digging this hole deeper contemplating taking my head off with this same shovel
Consuming too much everything coming from a different angle
Disturbed but interested in awe of suspension
Reaching out to receive nothing but to lend a hand
But all you get is criticism and taunts, fake smiles and grunts
And here you stand still. ......

The things you want in life are not always what you deserve or maybe what is instilled for you
Talking it into existence may shadow your most likely situations and halter you from what you really need
Thats why we expect the worst and hope for the best just take yourself worthiness in consideration
Doubts are the biggest downfall though we all struggle it is the way we consume this is the highlight of it all
Patience. ...God was good at that and to embrace this is the craziest thing I've I had to deal with
Knowing and believing is the same as wanting and lusting
I give more than I receive and I don't asks for much it is a sort of worrying that comes from wanting something in return
Guilt works at you like molasses covering a bug caught on a tree
At times in certain situation I don't know I'm really like perplexed tainted by unanswered questions in the mist of trying to figure it out yourselfwith no help from no one you pace with no direction a very distraught feeling.