More than human

I may be human.But I am also a sister,A friend,A daughter,A studentAnd a disciplinary.I may be human But I am also a vessel.I am a toolUsed and mouldedBy the clay maker.I may be humanBut I am everything That God wants me to be.I am a tool.I am humanThat can be used To meet your needs.To … Continue reading More than human

Surrender to self (blog)

You must surrender to yourself at times. You cannot keep fighting with yourself everyone. You must make a truce because just as you are your worst enemy, you can also become your greatest friend. You are your greatest asset. In order for you to become useful to yourself and others, there will have to be … Continue reading Surrender to self (blog)

If time stood still

If time stood still I would sleep till I get tired of sleeping.I wouldn't dream for time and dream goes hand in hand.Without time you wouldn't dream.If time stood stillWill Weather be in on it too?I sure hope not for time is man made Weather appeared on the earth or was it created too?If time … Continue reading If time stood still

Reflection

Can one hide from itself?Where would it hide?I find myself wanting to hideFrom this life of mine.But my body keeps moving.This body of mine is a fighter This body of mine is a warrior.It doesn't take no as a final answerIt sees it as a door to a better discovery.Can you hide from yourself?With every … Continue reading Reflection

The power of Love

Can love be something one fears of?How can something as pure as love be so fearful?Love is so beautiful yet so fierce,When not handled well.The One that carries it carelessly tends to injure themselves.I fear of love, I do.I fear of it greatly, for I do not know how to hold it.Like a new born … Continue reading The power of Love

Being me

My heart beats a little bit faster when I'm around humans.Don't know if that's a thing with othersBut I sure can't cope with that heartbeat.Cause when it starts The bodies start to smudge.Reality starts to look a little distant.Am I living or just experiencing a movie set.What is going on right now?Is this body even … Continue reading Being me

The Black hole

I cry for the child I never got to be.I cry for the way lust snatched innocence out of me.I cry for the nights I was tormented by the events of the past.I cry for the emotions I never could express.There was no time or space to express so I bottled it up. They say … Continue reading The Black hole