"Repocessed Emotions".

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This piece is Based of self reflections of becoming me.. & inspired by (Lisa Nichols).Thank You!

I think that my reality self image is the humility  that i wear inside of me and on me from either,  feeling like, or being forced by god to ask for help from people whose souls it disturbs to even be in my presence & then in turn he makes me vulnerable to their emotions to see their faces without their Mask.

Disassociating emotions offer options that come attached to the opportunity to live 2 separate lives in 2 different bodies, one in which is called our vessels which maintains our human flesh, the other is known to thrive in pits of our souls and toes without the molds of the minds that are controlled.. Its where our heart's are environmentally conditioned to be depreciated and  Cold.

The world is Mean!
All this Racial profiling is flourishing like  something that I've never seen, it has moving  in sync like one well oiled machine if you know what I mean?
"The Devil made me do it", Hurry up and let's get to it! Opportunity going once, going twice, Step aside or roll the dice! He's nice!
"Think before you react"! They say; I say; "you should have been there yesterday". I'm in the way!
Gratitude is lacked  and the feeling of humility is mediocre & with a great deal of misunderstandings about the tools provided to teach the values of life and to ignore ignorance and what some call..
"Other people's perceptions" or opinions, but with so many double standards, who can blame them and meanwhile, Religion is taught to help  keep faith and in the same breathe shaming them..

The first week of December arrives and the world thrives with  a new moon set to be approaching soon and suddenly the universe shifts and comes baring Gifts with emotional traumas and sorrow filled twist, its either a hit or a miss! But I'm pissed because we take all the risks, no one said it would be like this... All for the freedom of conjugal Bliss,
I learned that during a moment of grief I don't liked to be looked into the eye, it unveils hidden emotions and  disguised cries.
I fight with the devil regularly about my peace his Malice needs to be seized. jealousy is but a horrible disease, grown on you like ticks and flees or a really sanctified Christian who's problems has brought them to their knees..

The feeling in the pit of my stomach gets stronger by the minute, control freaks all front and centered.. Competing for the greatest vulnerable winner, I am a sinner!
I'm a flame that can't be rekindled,  once i ran into a brick wall covered in my own vocal emotions with all its unmatched action's, only to discover this was only a fraction of this main attraction..
My restricted phrases if accountability makes reality feel like suffocation and more difficult for people to see the real me and comprehension isn't the only key.

I've since quieted my thoughts, while my mind and emotions got louder and more disturbing, until my bitterness spread like wild fires and confused with desires..
The feeling of telling people that I'm fine! & be lying, is called an emotional decline..I must be out my mind!
                         #I take that Back!
                     #Emotions Repocessed.

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