Your beautiful intelligence has me lost for words, but as I stare into your eyes, all I can sense is a lost soul.
One that’s been abused and misused and led on.
You began to mask your smile and started focusing on your hurt. Not knowing that focusing only on your hurt can have you feeling stuck inside your own mind. It pulls you into this dark place. And without being aware of it only puts you deeper into this pit.
Your beautiful intelligence has me so lost for words, and as I stare into your soul, I see this little lost girl. Screaming and begging because she wants to be free, being trapped in this dark place has her In agony.
Beautiful lost girl, I will soon set you free, but first, let me heal so that the love is guaranteed. Because it’s impossible for me to love you when I can’t love me.
Beautiful lost girl….I am you….and you are me.
~NIQUE~
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I am a Diarist, journaling my personal experiences in my walk to a better me and a closer relationship with God.
My name is Comekia Sylvester, I am 48 years old, a mother of three, and a "Branee" of two handsome young boys. My idea of sharing my journey with you all comes from my love of writing, something I've done since I was a young girl. My passion for music, art, nature, and culture inspires my writings: and brings on a challenge of integrating one with the other to create a MASTERPIECE.
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Beautiful lost girl you are precious to Jesus