She danced in the rain,
Sang with the birds,
And was a generous friend to the broken hearted.
Seeing them each as unique,
And beautifully flawed beings.
We all have a power greater than anything in the universe...
There will come times of choice, decision making; an accordance to act in such a manner.
A decisive manner- that which will determine the outcomes of every situation and experience; in life.
Whereas us whom were given free will;
Responsibility we must accept.
She was always so tempered,
Out looking for danger;
A menace.
She took on the world,
While battling the rage within,
Deprivation; the unwillingness of some souls.
How so easily it is to judge, manipulate,
And echo vengeance,
But how hard it seems to accept, manage and love willingly.
Her conspicuous knowledge,
And freedom loving heart was therefore lost.
Given agitating circumstances;
Derailing her of any hope left from within.
How she could so easily detect right off the back,
A grieving heart,
A lost soul,
And a narcissistic being.
Able to depict the good from the bad.
The dauntless nature she ascribed;
Inherited from her ancestors.
The tribe that raised her,
The ones who understood her,
And the ones she could speak freely to,
Without a doubt of their love for her.
The way she viewed the world,
Was not in a way all else were able to see.
The necessities of life only made her more vigilant; observant and awake.
Her becoming inconclusive to an extent.
The brilliance of her mind,
Darkened from impulsive acts,
She never expressed nor released.
If only you knew the visions, the thoughts; the wickedness, she knew.
You would then truthfully understand,
Just why her actions had resulted in death.
The emotional pain one feels;
Insidious pressures of modern day life.
Staggering daily with perplexing thoughts,
The outcomes that would result,
should she ever interfere;
Thus compelling her to never.
The pain was becoming so intense.
Suffering from everything she just knew.
Cognizance she had embodied,
From many lifetimes of experiences,
And praise; inflicting weariness of the mind, body, and spirit.
Ripple effects of utter darknesses.
✍🏽: 01.26.2020 ~ ✨5:36AM✨
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