"My Own Prison " My own prison doesn't have an address or walls it has dark clouds that follows me on my unknown path
My own prison doesn't have guards. I allowed my own self sabotaging thoughts to be the rules behind the bars of my story
My cell is not stainless steel it's overthinking and hollow, it's tossing and turning within the paralyzing fear of the unknown
God and Jesus are my outside connections that holds the key to my new identity
Banging on the walls, do anyone hear me?
Like lethal injection, my veins are filled with depression, jealousy, abandonment, the multiple personalities that fights each other like drugs in the brain cells
I am doing life in prison everyday it shows on my calendar with X's
I have my own light at the end of the tunnel of heaven that I need to reach
Jesus be my lawyer get your spiritual books out on the table fight my battles, beat my case, so my past can be erased |
"Mood Swings" My emotional characteristics elevates my mood like an pendulum on a swing inside of an office room
My mental pressure goes up like high blood pressure on an abnormal day
My Mood is like the temperature on an thermometer it spikes one moment then declines the next
Like an swing My happiness escalates to the highest of skies
Seconds later I'm down in the dumps like being in the coal mines
Save me God, redeem me set me free help me fly like the birds you creates
Fly me into your spiritual paradise no reservation needed |
"My Little Girl" Still a little girl dressed in pink twirling in the daisy field in my own imagination is what I am in my present
All grown up ,but still an lost child looking for adult validation in all the long hollow tunnels getting all delusional searching like an compass for my father figure my life saver my own god in an man who got sin and pride
My tears stream like an river behind my fake smile that can't be seen outloud
making my own ocean for miles
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"Identity" My identity that I formed from my own consciousness was created from my teenage years of abandonment, self understanding, self body issues
In my physical life I am still that 15 year old behind the bars of my own prison
My God will break me free from the grip of my own mental health without any prescription medicine needed
My identity void was to sleep around, be jealous, compare myself
I tossed into the wind and accepted that my true authentic vision is tainted
My identity often feels like an empty alcoholic bottle with the little fuzz of uncertainty
Today is like an light bulb giving me an instant lightning of wisdom
I am not lonely that is just an temporary thought
I have no obstacles kids, boyfriend, friends in my way of my push to win the race at my own finish line
I am my own identity
I rest my case |
"Graduation" Entering high school for the first time mentally is nerve wacking for any individual
walking through the doors of an unknown world
I felt invisible like fog in the mist of headlights the hallway to the lockers with padlock in my right hand felt like an tunnel with no end in sight
As I walk on the bricked lounge walls I would have never thought in my 20s and 30s I would be facing emotions for example: depression, self image, body issues, not fitting in any social crowd, placing boys who used me as temporary means on an pedastal that teenagers get over in their adulthood
4 years of innocent behaviors for my adult mind is like 20years of spiritual warfare but by the end of this month I will be walking across the stage of heaven and getting my halo diploma
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"New Walk/New Me New baptism in my purity white robe with the halo that is transforming my mentality
New vision is beyond 20/20 when I see in your eyes
New Prosperity, new golden path to eternity New deliverance in the form of peace
New defeat in sight for me against my enemy placing him under my feet
New confidence as I stand and talk
My new walk is tall and knowledgeable reach high with me I am unstoppable |
" Behind The Gate" Behind the gate is racism, guilt, shame, and pride
trying to unlock the lock is sin using every scheme in his little blackbook the evil in you didn't get pass the other side of the grass
we all got secrets to hide family hurt that need to get open up wide
combinations on our soul stop us from reaching out for help so inside the darkness of the four walls
we cry because words that formed sentences stuck deep down in our throats looking for escape
Behind the gate
Behind the gate we are on the ferris wheel with our minds racing heart pulsing
Behind the gate we stand on the concrete looking in
Behind the gate we create a pair of eyes that forms tears that see image issues, trust issues, disability issues in each own puddle behind
get behind a new gate a gate that is golden in color with a spiritual figure that has no one above him
get in line to get behind that gate
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"The Best of Friends" The best of friends love one another as Jesus loves them
The best of friends hold unto each other cares like glue
The best of friends hold each other accountable with actions
The best of friends don't hold back opinions
The best of friends don't let the storm break them
The best of friends repent from sins together
The best of friends pray and bible study together not make excuses
The best of friends roll together in Christianity when others roll out
The best of friends cry and laugh in just a few minutes
The best of friends stand on Jesus platform when haters knock down their tower
The best of friends fast for Jesus not for themselves
Jesus is above and within spiritual hearts always win and make ann end to sin
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"America" America what to say
you say your the land of the free
home of the brave
no your kicking out God and pushing unethical manners in our face
homeless has become the new norm and having little faith
they just want an escape
,but America is home of false worship and doing it Satan's way having the church of Satan in every county and state
American government planted racism by segegrating blacks into a small area called "projects" in the 1950s ,but we won't be quiet we will talk freely
drugs is what the governement won't tell you they did in secret, but the American people won't be defeated
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"Not Your Hair" It's not your hair that makes you
It's not your hair that created your inner style
yes we got kinky, hair but we proud
by the way we walk we carry our confidence all around
we are crowned with grace
and armed with scriptures
It's not your hair that represents you
It's not your hair that gives you a title
There is good, kinky, nappy hair but that doesn't give you hope
bow down to Jesus he will never let you go
pray to him on your knees wherever you are on the floor
beauty is in the eye of beholder
Jesus is beholder your painter
stand still he painting your classic art above a museum
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