how many layers of heart wallpaper can i use to keep me safe?
how many layers of heart wallpaper should I tear before a date?
how many layers of heart wallpaper do I buy after being rejected?
how many layers of heart wallpaper can shield me from feeling dejected?
how many layers of heart wallpaper can help my mind forget?
how many layers of heart wallpaper can muddy “I’m sorry” texts?
how many layers of heart wallpaper should I wrap around myself?
I peel it off, I put more up, a bit falls off, I’ve had enough
there’s never enough layers of heart wallpaper when you’re already damaged inside.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 2:57 PM UTC
does a moth understand why it's drawn to a flame?
or is it entranced by the way the flame moves, effortlessly jumping between flashes of crimson and orange?
does a moth understand why it's drawn to a flame?
or is it allured by the flame's secrets that seem to whisper
"come closer" from within?
does a moth understand why it's drawn to a flame?
or does the flame provide a tantalizing beam of warmth, too enticing to resist?
we shame the moth for being quite inept, but why?
sometimes those who cause us the most pain,
promise the most comfort
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 10:19 AM UTC
are we really woke as much as we all claim to be?
or are we woke to ease our minds, which ain't reality?
of course we've signaled heavy change, i won't deny that's true
but let me have your ear for now, give you another view
are you really woke because you post a rant on twitter,
but bop to Chris Brown's music even tho we know he hit her?
are you really woke cause you were born into the slums,
but if you make it out,
you forget where you are from?
are you really woke because you claim to love black hair?
but only like the softer textures, is that really fair?
are you really woke 'cause you admire that 4c?
but put down girls who have relaxers, wigs, or wear a weave?
are you really woke because you claim to love all people,
but if ya boy is gay you will denounce him at the steeple?
are you really woke because you say you know what's right,
but ostracize your fellow blacks,
simply cause "they talk white?"
are you really woke because you claim to love all colors,
but date a darker women? yikes! you'd rather find another
are you really woke because you claim you've got insight,
but if i am depressed, you say that mess is for the whites?
i bring up all these issues not because i hate my own
i bring up all these issues just because they're never shown
and if we are to grow and prosper,
thrive and shed our past,
we need to have these conversations,
make sure that they last
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 1:59 PM UTC
“Future me, I hope I’m pretty.
Right now, I’m extremely ugly. Fat, too. No one really likes me if I take away my three other friends. I understand why, though. Who’d go out with an ugly person? Hopefully I’m pretty now. So then, (if that time ever comes :|), when I get engaged, he’ll marry me because I’m pretty. And we’ll have pretty kids, unlike me. And I will make sure my kids don’t grow up feeling the way I do.
Life sorta ***** right now.”
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 8:34 PM UTC
i think it's safe to say that there are things we wish we’d known
facts on life or happiness, obtained before we’d grown
a lot of us can say relating to our moms and dads
that we weren’t taught to love ourselves or cope with being sad
and maybe those two things are linked to how we feel constrained
by social norms and expectations, taught to be the same
girls are told to cover up the things that make us weird
beat your face or trim your waist to look good in the mirror
course don't get it twisted,
we’re not to look good for ourselves
our looks are all to get a man,
gain love from someone else
to top it off, what do we do when things just go awry?
after all, teenage dating is really quite the lie
see, that vital lesson is one i guess will not be taught
leaving girls with broken hearts and feeling so distraught
and i can’t say i've managed to avoid this deadly trap
opening my heart despite feeling like utter crap
searching every nook and cranny on this giant earth
cause i've been taught a boys opinion is what proves my worth
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 1:47 PM UTC
touches of glitter
specks that pepper your face
flower petals
soft and gentle, almost a slight brush upon your cheeks
drowsy rain
not hard, but a faint patter of some sorts
beams of moonlight
the type to give light to our flaws and perfections
the smell of an old book
familiar, with a story to hold between every yellowed page
salt water taffy
because it stays in your mouth forever, but leaves you wanting more when it's gone.
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
may your tears soak through my skin
as your head lies on my chest
may your fears pour down my throat
as your head lies on my *******
may i steal some of your nights?
as you steal some of my light?
may your pain be shared with me
as your head begins to rest
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
12:31 no one cares no one picks up the phone
12:31 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:33 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:34 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:35 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:35 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:36 no one cares no one picks up the phone
1:36 no one cares no one picks up the phone
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
little black girl
whenever I see a little black girl, I can't help but stare
and wonder
when is the day she'll begin to hate her hair, her personal garden, her roots?
when will her mother hold her soft cheeks in her tired hands as she weeps, for the kids at school told her to go back to Africa?
when is the day she'll purchase the creamy crack, destroying her roots but believing she shouldn't go back?
when is the day her mind will succumb to the beautiful golden locks of rapunzel or the heat kissed hair of our own idols?
when is the day she'll stare in the mirror and think: i hate my blackness?
i ask not if there will be those days, but when
too many of us black women can relate
we've been taught not to love, only to hate
our garden, our history, our personal roots
afros are bad, being a ****** is not cute
if given the opportunity, will we stand together and rise?
will we tell little black girls their hair is not their demise?
My worth is not measured on what grows from my head
Your worth isn't lost if a white boy leaves you on read
our worth is embedded in our ancestors' sacrifice
love your hair and embrace this life
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC