This is my confession (featuring Poetress Tarrish)
Intro: Your self-esteem; how much you feel about yourself and how much you like and value yourself determines your happiness more than any other single factor.
Hold up right there:
I need a beat
Even if it is a heartbeat
I need to drop some vibes
I don’t mind you vibrating
Something rings in my mind
Waiting for me to pick up
But my heart is pre-occupied
Right now I need some space
Sounds like an eviction
I am doing some cleansing
Grinding bad energy to death
Deeping myself in the pool of blood
Of Jesus
I’ve got a confession, laying in my mind
I am sick and tired of seeking and trying
Try to pay attention at all cost
To my determination and intentions
Feel free to examine me with your scale of preference
But you should listen to my heartbeats first
In there lies a royal carnival parade
Kings don’t get ruled, they rule
I rule, kinging is my occupation
Poetress Tarrish:
You will come in and see a note on the coffee table that says ‘I’ve missed you meet me on top of the balcony’. You’ll find me on top in your favourite colour royal blue, blending in with the dark sky stars among us, shooting across the sky the 4th of July this firecracker, heartbeat exploding inside of me as you touch my left cheek, to pull me closely say you love me, let every breathtaking moment remind me to cherish this…
I want to remember your scent as heaven welcomes us several decades from now… Remember the arches in my feet, the softness in my voice when I say your name… the tenderness in our love… a hard see you later but the pleasure of being able to fall in love again if reincarnated. I’ll go through it all if I get to love you, a time machine loves each time better than before.
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