Losing you felt like the last breath I had to wake my comatose heart up And remind myself it had more beating to do. More wins. More overcoming. It wasn’t a gunshot to the heart The pain was just stunning. We used to be ...... We used to beat as one You were my light … Continue reading Where we left off
I’ve decided to only open my lanes of communication as I so choose It’s imperative to my sanity The thoughts that run through my head are often too much to also allow me time to process the things others say or do. I dont care about celebrities and their escapades. My time and thoughts will … Continue reading Thoughts. Honesty.
There’s a thousand you’s and only one of me. I’m what the crowd views, but you’re the one I see I could arouse you but won’t sweep you off your feet You see I’ve been with too many to settle down To picture you in a wedding gown Perfect picture posture Kodak moments fit ya proper Selfies … Continue reading Play On Playa
You can have my broken heart as a souvenir Its in need of a few repairs. And the motor needs to be replaced. A couple scars and battle wounds can be erased. Are you willing to put the work in? You can say yes, but I won’t know for certain Pain built up after a … Continue reading Souvenir (Love Is A Battlefield)
Your skin on mine used to feel like a summer breeze Laid up with this girl and I don't wanna be But I can't evade the fact I need some company I don't know her name or what she wants from me And here I am wondering how I let you run from me.
I wished to live forever... My dreams are always of death. On Earth i float amongst the stars But i can’t get close I witness from afar The burnouts are beautiful chaos Some collapse upon themselves I just watch as people gravitate towards the darkness. All I can do is watch.
What gave you the right to enter my life and turn darkness to lights that shone too bright. Who gave you the right to turn my waves of emotions into oceans we can travel.
I knew women were strong when I read God had split an atom with Eve I heard the story differently I was taught of an adamant Eve Who not only had a degree Or three But who taught me to speak So forgive me if every word I utter is praise towards the black woman. … Continue reading Adam & Eve ( God Is A Woman )
Too often I feel We neglect To weigh How much our youth Has to do with our truth So many tortured souls Forgotten missing children Dealing with pain They wish would kill them.
Too often when we are gifted the person we have wanted badly for some time we stop showing them how much we care. Why is that?