How do I erase this stain you left on my skin?
I'd like to take back the no's you didn't hear,
keep them in case I need them again.
My cries have fallen onto deaf ears,
my hurt onto emotionless hearts.
How do I look at myself the same way?
How do I answer the next girl who asks
if she is next
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 2:05 PM UTC
I don't believe what you say
because I see what you do.
"To serve and to protect"
but here lies the body of another black man.
Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
Black woman will go through racism, absent father, abuse by spouse and still shine.
She will protect with fierce love she has but only experienced from her own struggling mother.
She will teach love and forgiveness as if being victim to hate were foreign to her.
She will sweat
and cry
and bleed
then cover her wounds and continue being the pillar of this earth.
She is beautiful, despite being told she isn't.
She is God's creation.
She is you.
You are she.
And black woman,
You are powerful.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 5:48 PM UTC
I remember sitting alone in a park.
My shoulders arced, I felt no peace.
The air was humid,
Clouds were gray.
I thought
at least the rain would put me at ease.
I whispered a short prayer-
the kind that was rushed and abrupt.
Then I asked God what mankind is that He was so mindful of us.
Sacrosanct- something that is considered to be too important to change or question.
Then the leaves belonging to the trees surrounding me all bumped one another
Whispering back in a christened voice
and suddenly
humanity became sacrosanct.
He heard me.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 1:01 PM UTC
I looked into your eyes and never looked away.
Days without you were always the same,
a day was just
another day.
My mind without you became just another place-
an empty space
filled
with mornings that were just okay and would build
into nights that would never end in a haste.
I would recite our moments together.
Moments that became distant memories altogether.
Consoled
because if this was God-willed then at least you and I could be
forever.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 12:35 PM UTC
She said change was good;
contrary to her life decisions-
every day
life continued the same way.
But she didn't know how things would change
After the day she decided
to stop changing herself.
After the day she decided
to stop tormenting herself.
After the day
she started to grow herself.
Believing herself.
Trusting herself; her emotions.
Loving what was, and is, and is to come.
And from that day,
nothing was ever the same.
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
I was a sunflower;
in all my colorful glory
a happy sight to behold
—more to my nature than could be imagined.
But you preferred roses;
Soft.
With petals that called your fingers
to linger as they please.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 1:32 PM UTC
I missed you once.
Those days I thought life was different without you.
But when I stopped missing you,
I realised everything was the same.
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 4:40 AM UTC
If being in love makes the world make sense,
could sanity and love be the same thing?
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 4:24 AM UTC
My hatred boils with every attempt to hurt
My fear fills the atmosphere at every attempt to hide my desires
But still,
My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me
My love spreads at every attempt to empty my darkness
My dreams reveal themselves at every attempt to bring hope
My words escape my mind with every intent to be heard.
My heart heals itself, with every chance to live.
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 3:50 AM UTC