Wrath of fire, hail and brimstone, miss use my trust, and all will be known
Gifted yet a day, chosen for me in his own way
Communicate my life, it’s the only way; But isn’t that how it’s supposed to be anyway
Over again I communicate my life, Isn't that how it's supposed to be, yet you still chose me
Looking back I never knew, there must be something, a connection or two
There is nothing to study; it comes from within, but a quick description will help us all win
With just a look, I can read many, like a book
Descriptive pages flowing through me, they describe how life undoubtedly fazes to be
Are they right or wrong, because they don't sing the same old song
I just listen for love, life's real truth, they should put this one in a booth
The connection questions you seek are the truth
Not just me yet, but boo, you too
“Us all”, a new word, it’s the truth
How can I describe something this beautiful in a portfolio; just take a look back , it’s me, a Scorpio
Seeing into the world and her pain, she birthed life, our new gain
Now in threat, she calls all of her children to awaken, to light the occasion
When the task is complete, things won’t be so bleak
We’ll get a blessing, an active new lesson
Maybe we are marching in a new sensation
Only then will we understand relation
This is the task, I never had to ask
This fights an honor
We can’t fail, she cover’s us with her veil
We are the star sign of the Scorpio
It is to be believed we are of many emotions
Rub us the right way and we deliver friendly potions
As a friend you will always have a token
At my best I’ll help the rest, and turn the world into a big love fest
Hold on, don’t get misconstrued, some try our Scorpio boundaries blues
Just know we sting, if you no what I mean
But that don’t mean I’m MEAN, you know what i mean
Focus, focus, always
I’ll protect my last breath, the mission must go on
I have to preserve my focus, look straight, and move on
My relentless efforts to survive, must be taken in stride
I have to watch my back and give my all, life has taught me that
The mission is in the stars, they sent us all, twelve diverse superstars
I can’t determine which place I sit on the hierarchy table
I just know sometimes if taken there, we can get unstable
Trying to make me relate to every fable, just further pushes me from the dining room table
Know me for making you laugh, remember that when my life has past
I do way too many good deeds but it’s a must
A compelling drive, a sick lust
Ask me, it’s what the world needs
Laughter, joy, hugs
Sitting outside on old dirty rugs
The best stories are told by us
Captivating, imaginative, leaders of the gold rush
Maybe giants and their gold dust
I’m waiting, I’m listening no rush
L.O.L, I talk too much
Things like this people just don’t discuss
I make friends way to much, then don’t know how to keep in touch
I can only blame myself
I take on way too much, mental overload is to blame
When I get like this I cry
We can all relate to these horror stories
We all retreat back to our territories
The place of where our strength lies
Where we recharge, rewind
Get the sickness out of our minds
Often when I am there, I have the fondest opportunity to see me
Where is this place, beats me, but;
If it is in the stars then I’m swimming free
This is what made me fearfully
About the Creator
Alisha Bell
The birth of beauty was in me, I lost my family see. Foster care and locked facilities, yet imagining my possibilities. I have seen much in life, I have hid these stories, make believe some a figment of me. Now I want you to see! NAMASTE


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