V I S I O N (poem)

I realized I don’t need knives,

My eyes pierce through you,

Exposing the hoes behind the mask,

The way you dress doesn’t impress me,

It’s all about where your heart rests,

Are you heartless?

I’ll find this regardless of the honey that drips from your lips,

They provoke a menace within faces that’s innocent, hoping they end up faceless,

The truth is, I can see right through this,

I’ve been a witness, to the same mind games, that nearly drove me insane,

Then got the nerve to ask “are you OK?”

While commiting conniving acts behind my back,

Brainwashing the weak sheeple, recruiting the feeble to go against real people,

Speaking evil with such subtleness, passive aggressiveness, Slander this,

Can bring the violence out of a pacifist,

I never intended to ball my fist, At the source that brought me confusion,

Grooming me until I woke up, nearly a lunatic,

But I still choose to be good to people,

As I become adept at reading them like books,

I got a whole library, you wanna take a look?

I already seen this movie too many times before,

Precise foresight, causing you to take flight,

Because my eyes show that I’m willing to put up a fight,

My light shines luminescently, blinding you from the power I have increased exceedingly,

I emanate excellence the leeches can never reach,

My vision analyzes lying eyes with precision,

Leaving them paralyzed and speechless,

I guess it’s about that time, for them to find new supply,

They’re so predictable,

Same spirit, different people.

Published by Yasira Akamai

Wife. Writer. Poet. Artist. Lyricist. Born in December 16, 1995. Mexican-American. Southwestern US born -> Grew up in the Chicagoland area & Northwest Indiana (mostly East Chicago) -> moved to a warmer place living that Southern coastal life. I've been writing since like around the late 2000s. Depression and anxiety was swallowing me and I had difficulty trusting others, so I decided to confide in writing. It started off as Spanish songwriting, then it evolved into English poetry, prose, and short stories the more I improved my English grammar and vocabulary. I once had to take ESL classes, until it was determined that I didn't need to anymore around middle school. I became so dedicated to writing that I just did it everyday, and it served as my daily therapy as I was battling with negative thoughts. It put my mind in a state of meditation where it opened me up to many ideas and inspiration that I lived to create. I began to notice that I could write and speak things into existence with my words and actions. I had to find myself, and search for the power of the mind. Blog posts written by the author who goes by the pen name, Yasira Akamai, are intellectual property that belongs to the original author.   ©2021 Yasira Akamai, Power_of_the_Mind_Blog

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