My confessions

Same name different people.No needed for explanations, it is what it is. I’ve made peace with it.Different people same school. Wondering was I being prepared for this chapter of my life. Parallel times,Listen attentively to my confessions. In remembrance of my Unforgettable quotes. Reference to myself A note to self,

I saw you in my dreams. A nice dream it was, driving to MP, laughing to my jokes. Nature close to my heart. A flower grew within my chest.I ask you to listen carefully. A King is what i chose to be,I never play mind games. You know my actions do all the talking for me..Being blind is not the man you met.The realest King is who you fell for.

Speaking my truth. I stopped lying to myself, ignorance is bliss amongst Christians. I said goodbye that religion. Don’t get me wrong I love Christ but then let’s agree to disagree. Being broke is a mental state we chose to be in. My writings are rich, a balanced accounted to be. I speak what I chose to see.I’m the vessel of life, Christ dwells within me.. I aim beyond than what meets the eye. Don’t follow me if you’re afraid of heights.

I exchange blows with what we see in dreams. A seasoned warrior when I close my eyes.I can’t be dealing with petty decisions made by those we chose to trust. People will be people, this is what happens when we eat the forbidden fruit. You better be prepared to deal with the consequence. Adam dealt with his. Now it’s our turn.

Sipping my own Juice.Back to the matter at hand. Current situations has never been this rocky. Refusing to give in to the lies to tell myself.Grace the foundation of my forgiveness. From the seed that exists within me. I see through all lies. Fraudulent activities within my space.I really needed detox, spent 23 years gaining fat from lies No wonder I hate flies. Sin always smells.

The last two years I dated the hottest.

filled my void with lust rather the love. Found out beauty isn’t everything.I’m the author of my own story. Let no man tell my history. These words shall sing of my greatness.Give me my flowers While I still stand

Boaz King Krestu

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