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The Beginning to the End


I felt it coming like the calm before the storm

It was a beautiful day but a lonesome night

Even though he wasn’t there I seen him as clear as I did so many times

I remembered him, I yearned for him, I felt myself weakening

He wasn’t there with me.  He wasn’t holding me but I told myself

STOP Being so emotional your feeling from your flesh..  After that my mind met sleep

But then the Angels started whispering… Saying things like” she needs to be broken”

“She needs to find her strength. No man that is not bestowed to her should keep her from her sleep”

And that’s When I woke troubled by the thoughts I kept. I was losing him he was no longer going to be in my reach.

Hidden from truth I needed to be SET A PART.  I withdrew myself from society no longer feeling the need to be a lost sheep, no longer letting the obstruction of the free world weigh heavy on my conscious, it was forcing my soul to weep.. I need to repent I NEED to repent I NEED TO REPENT. For the most high is real as Lauryn Hill says “Let he who stole no longer Steal” … “Turn and be healed for Jehovah is real” And then again I heard the Angels whispering “ She is Chosen!” “She is OURS”! “This  mayhem must be removed so that she can find her path The kingdom awaits her service!



This is the beginning to the end

By: Brianna Camille Sterling

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The Help

Soul Dancing Unapolgetically

 I have been too fearful of my own potential, my own strengths and my own voice. I let my broken pieces define me and became content with being a mess.  Is everyone this hard on themselves or am I too rigid to see that my flaws are human, nothing less. That my pain is identifiable that my fears are shackles of the brain, and my potential is undeniable.  Where did I learn to self-hate? Who can I truly Blame for such an ugly pattern of I’m not happy to wake up and see my own face.  I get so stuck in my misery that I block out the whole world until I feel like myself  again.   It takes too much energy to dwell in the past, and even more to pass around smiles that are fake.  I find myself disconnecting from my core, and I see only the masquerade I bore. It gets dark, so dark when you’re an empath who can feel to the depths of ones soul.  I will take on all the negative energy but in hopes that something nurturing can be reborn.  They say don’t let anyone throw that on you and I won’t anymo

Belong To Me

 I am comfortable with the fact that no one belongs to me. It makes the challenge for love so much more sweet. The idea that someone is with you because they choose to be, is what makes it honorable even through those moments of misery.  I love, love, but can be complacent in such a fantasied daydream. I fight wars within myself to pull me back down to what I find as a rude awakening .  Some will find it odd that with all I have been through I still have the will to be so optimistic on a world that's shown me, the crooked and exposed me to some of mankind's ugliest ways. There aren't very many people who fearlessly  dream, tirelessly believe, or know how to balance transparency. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Belong to me because you want too. Wear my love like armor every where you go.  Choose me because its frees you, don't break my heart because it will always be yours. Be

Bell’s Denial 🛎

I was standing in stardust with you, my love. I embraced your shortcomings, found comfort in your flaws and laid down my boundaries to hear your heart.  Me and you both bold, hardheaded lovers cut from the same worn clothe. My headache and my medicine all tied in one. My mysterious man, the one who speaks with force, who loves me but not enough. Who turns me in and out, my soiled roots trying to gage  through the reach of your flaring snout. I desire you. My prideful gem, who turns me on, with intellectual exchanges, cute smirks, and a hint of blush from my mind piercing remarks. You turn me on, your energy bouncing all around me, levitating me to places  unseen.  Oh but how you turn me off. Your ego doesn’t leave any space for me. You deny me,  crushing my spirit and leave me completely drained. You put me on trial, and give no option for a reasonable penalty. My redemption could never be fully paid. You left me with no choice but to stay guilty.  My friend, my love, my twin flame you