Until no end,
where there is more unshadowed

Rest can be measurable
Of pierced veils unhallowed.

You will have to excuse me if I show off
You will have to excuse me if I’m blunt
After years of being push around
Heart aches and let downs
Excuse me if I choose not to be in the back
But live in the For front

Excuse me if I come off strong
After years of being put down
Backed into a corner. Theirs hands around my neck. Forced not to talk or breath
I wasn’t in fear but thoughts were you just wait till I get what I need. I will Be Free

So excuse me if I come off fearless, bold and unphased.
I’m just living life and overcoming and the suffering phase

Now my voice mighty and loud
Bursting through every door. Im coming back for everything that god had behind those doors.

Im claiming back my power
I have discovered a Queen
I’m focus on greatness and my destiny
with fire blazing around me, pheniox has to be seen
So if you see me coming, you will have to excuse me

The moon held me close
And only in her arms could I see what I want
She dipped her limbs into the ocean
I kissed the water
I dove forward into the sea of solitude
Only to find myself in the reflection of her ripples
I reached for her when the street lamps would speak
When their lights would guide the way
I collapsed in her arms
And she would carry me
The stars were my stepping stones
And my heart kept the pace
She took my tears and sent them to the clouds
She walked me through the places that perished
And held me on the other side
When skies grew dark
She would greet me
And it was only in the dark that I could see her staring back at me

Pause for reflection.
Breathe in anticipation.
Step out amongst the stars
No longer fear the darkness.

It hurts more to succumb to the darkness
Than to resist its emotional drag,
To give into the negativity
And accept the longevity
Of that damp, moldy, abrasive rag,
Than to accept and see the Likeness.

Accept the overwhelming Embrace,
Rather than the darkness of that place.
Overcome. Claim what’s overdue:
The Love, the Peace, and the Grace.

My life is not a number,
Or a letter on a page.
I am more than any words I say.
I am more than just a name.

I am worth more than my salary.
I am not some porcelain doll.
My life is for the Living.
And I plan to Live it all.