Forwardness

I carried the choice to choose the role I wanted to present on yesterday. I was unable to decipher my humility. While being lead by impulsed forwardness. My needs and wants have not yet been met. Does peace really surround me? or Does isolation continue to hypnotize me into believing I can accept my alone space. This common space an continuing space.

To agree with self pretained to deciding and aligning with matter of choice. The matter of choice to accept indifferent roles of common people. With honor I feel left out. I feel out of place. I removed the box. So, I could grow in all infinite space. What fine line? What’s my direction? Compal depart from me.

Forwardness to be!

I have lightened my expression. My forward communication, I believe belongs. The growth to elaborate whats at hand. My soul question the why of a feeling? This feeling of so loud and heavy. My art form through spoken word. Accept my gifts. Accept my love. Accept my light. Accept my shadow. Allow me to introduce myself I am Monique Denise Allen.