Historias de Unshaken

we're all un gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

A poem inspired by D'Angelo's 'Unshaken', which is featured in Red Dead Redemption 2.

A seemingly hopeless past, a striving present and a man promising to make the future perfect. Ranked #124 as a August 2nd, 2021

Songs I wrote and what I would put on my album if I was a famous singer. Enjoy! (They're all Christian songs by the way)

A poem/ affirmation: A wish to transform from being a feeble, soft spoken soul, walked on by those who are louder and more demanding, into an unwavering pillar of strength for ones own self.

what are you expexting? story of harry potter in hufflepuff? ...also contains AoT and deathnote and yuri on ice memes, ngl

Not me - my dog. Trembling, whining, shaking like he could feel something in the air I couldn't quite see but somehow understood. That restless energy, that uneasy pulse moving through the room, like the universe whispering warnings in a language made of nerves and instinct. And I'm sitting there watching him, trying to make sense of it, trying to stay centered, trying to separate fear from intuition. Because sometimes it's not panic. Sometimes it's awareness. Sometimes it's just life vibrating at a frequency too loud for comfort. People always want an explanation. "Are you okay?" "What's wrong?" "Do you need something?" But clarity doesn't always look calm. Strength doesn't always look polished. I'm clear-minded, grounded, steady in my own way - even when everything feels strange, even when the energy feels off, even when the world moves like it's hiding something behind the curtain. No pressure in my chest. No chaos in my mind. Just observation. Just awareness. Just that quiet decision to remain rooted while everything else trembles. There's a wickedness in this world you don't need to chase to recognize. You can feel it. You can sense it. And still - you don't have to bow to it. You don't have to let confusion become identity or noise become truth. I'm not worried. Not rattled. Not pulled into the swirl of unnecessary drama or manufactured fear. Some things speak for themselves. Some things reveal themselves without interrogation. Destiny has a way of making everything visible eventually - every crack, every truth, every hidden motive. And through all of it, I stay clear. No smoke screens, no mental fog, no artificial escapes. Just presence. Just grounding. Just the refusal to let outside turbulence become internal collapse. The trembling passes. The noise fades. The room settles. And I remain exactly where I intended to be - steady, aware, unshaken.

This poem is for the quiet ones who rise above the noise, the judgment, and the distractions. You walk through life unbothered, holding your power close and letting your actions speak louder than opinions. Every challenge is fuel, every doubter is a reminder, and every moment of silence is your strength. You are unseen, unstoppable, and unapologetically yourself.

when tragedy strikes, can faith hold strong? Avery Lewis, a devoted pastor's daughter, has always known a life of unwavering faith . But when her fiance is killed in a tragic accident, Avery's world is shattered . Her once unshaken faith is tested, and she's forced to comfront the darkness that threatens to consume her.