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Lift my soul to flight
Close my eyes no sight
I lose myself to find
All thats hid in my mind
I’m different now.
I find myself searching for the peace I used to have
The peace that was given to me
The peace that surpassed understanding.
I find myself struggling to find optimism
I am Kilah Onjelle Jacobs
I am futuristic
I am kind
I am loyal
I am who i want to be
I am God's child
I am a music enthusist
I am Kilah Onjelle Jacobs
I am beautiful.
I am tall.
I am black.
I am kind.
I am mean.
I am caring.
I am cruel.
I am sweet.
I am sour.
I am human.
I am Kilah.
I have a future.
5 minutes is all it takes for a stranger to see what a wonderful human being you are, to become captivated by every part of you and they've only begun to scratch the surface, wh
I am lifted by the Lord.
Craving GOD'S Holy Word.
Wherein my thoughts often linger.
Searching Scriptures pages,
Quelling this world's rages,
Finding Christ, Salvation's bringer.
Dive,
Into each word defining your soul,
like a never ending ocean of bliss emotion.
Deep,
Dive deep, into yourself,
like you are the pacific with unknown depths.
Deeper,
I am tired of living.
I wished I lived in one of those fantasy lands where everything is great.
But who doesn’t.
Who am I kidding myself.
It’s not like it would make me feel any better.
The chill from the propeller
Up at jumping altitude
Runs down the body, up my spine
And electrifies the mood
Who knows what lies across the border?
That border which stands so tall,
It keeps us locked inside ourselves.
All of us. Both big and small.
We cannot truly find ourselves until we cross the border.
I inhale
lately the oxygen is accompanied
by a dart in my spine
a prick in my mind
The things that make me tick...
Some you'l understand
others you'll get a kick
One thing is double standards:
Girl gets layed - she's a sex hazard
Guy gets layed - he's got swagger
There are many moments in a persons life, but the first moment is birth when one is born into a world that we know nothing about some say it is a beautiful world I say it is
Have you ever woke up one day
And looked in the mirror
But this day is different than any other day
From looking in the mirror
Because you see something that wasn't there yesterday
You see potential
Born with a story,
that includes all my woman ancestor's strength
that co-habits with my own.
I stand by what i believe is worth crying over
and fight until bloody knuckles are stinging.
You are an innocent, rare hummingbird;
Constantly fluttering delicate wings-
Not flying, but floating softly unheard,
Taking what you please from what nature brings.
While a man aint answering his phone
Or at 3 in the morning, he still ain't home
His "Christian Woman" is all alone
Asking God "What did I do wrong?"
Your sterotypes are almost correct,
Though not quite precise
Here
Let me tell you about Fried Chicken,
Because it takes more to get it right.
You need salt and pepper
Seasoning salt…
out of a garden, a garden filled with rows,
of assorted roses, a dandelion grows.
pricked and looked down upon, the dandelion hides,
waiting with patience for somone to find
The one and Only God of gods, who gave his only begotten son
That whom so ever believes in him
Shall not perish but live everlasting, Amen.
God isn’t real you say?
Yet he surely is,
We focus too much on things that do not matter. A meaningless focus equates to a meaningless result
Was there ever more a morning in July,
Were a pair embraced
A kiss upon ones cheek, set the boy to fly
M'lord was that love,
Send a sign to assure ones tattered mind,
If so be it
M'lord
I love thee
Oh, the things I've done,
Working before dawn, midnight doubles for fun,
College is helpless when you're an immigrant's son.
Oh, the things I've done,
License expired so the bus is a must,
My passion isn't like any other
My passion is the kind of passion
that doesn't point its finger but its palm
It is the air I breathe; it keeps me calm
therefore I'm not a tick...BOMB
I am a chameleon
The colorful pariah
Blending in so perfectly
To painted walls behind us
Oh, how can I know myself?
When I'm never the same
No anchor set no place my home
Of business and whimsy
He told me I was beautiful
we talked all day
he listened to my problems
laughed at my jokes
Love...you know, the thing that makes people blind
All the while, you become more beautiful everyday
But maybe thats just in my eyes...
There is a mountain if front of every one of us when we are born,
Each one a different size,
Your shoes will get worn, your clothes will be torn,
But you must get to the top to reach the prize.
It’s so confusing seeing with a deaf mind.
Wanting to take action, but afraid of what might occur.
Craving the embrace of your world, but shying away with fear of being hurt.
The time has come and I'm ready to surpass one of life's greatest milestones that isn't taught in class. If I did not need to decide, I'd gladly take off and explore, but I must, so I shall, and I'll try not to view it as a chore.
Now I know that in and throughout this unique nation
Success is based mainly on education
So I was one of the few who decided, long ago
To be the best student and make some dough
I stand frozen among the trees.<br/>Who I am isn't who I will be,<br/>I'm clueless,hunted by the gun of what is normal,<br/>until a deer bounds away on a new route, eyes wide, nostrils flaring.<br/>But I follow this rat rac
Fairytale princess
Full of incest
Seeing God
She gets down on her knees and prays like a missionary
But how can you sleep like a dog
And then try to fly
Uh-uh no way baby girl
Not today
I
am like
the tree,
so big.
To none
am i hid,
I
am like
the moon
at night.
My other
side never
in sight.
I
am like
My glassy Eyes - from Fires wrought -
Were Stained with streaks of Night.
Peculiar are these Eyes of Dusk
Which dawn with Lack of Light-
To know me is to love me.
But my heart is cold.
I've come a long way from my once heart of gold.
I've cried and wept.
I've slumped and grunted.
I've ven been the one they hunted.
I fussed and fought.
