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Kimeisha Paisley Jul 2018
So they told me that R.I.P. means Rest In Peace,
But I want to change that if you please...

For it is impossible to find peace when your mind is at war,
And everything and everyone around you seems so far.

So as you sleep, I won't say rest in peace,
But I will say Rise in Power if you please...

Rise in Power over depression...
Rise in Power over fear...
Rise in Power over the things that try to control you
Just Rise in Power if you dare.

For if you Rise in Power over all these things you are sure to find peace,
And resting would not be so hard as you'll have sweet sleep.
Kimeisha Paisley Jul 2018
Not because your eyes open each day does it means that you're alive...
The moment you start living and not existing; that's when you come to life.
Kimeisha Paisley Jul 2018
You plugged yourself into me, and like the blades of a fan, you spun with complete force, because of the power I gave to you...
But then you thought that you could do without me and unplugged yourself...
Now, although your blades are spinning, you are without power, slowly shutting down... Eventually, you will be motionless.
Kimeisha Paisley Mar 2018
No one really sees the real me when they look at me,
They see my smile but not what lies beneath...
To be the example and practice what I preach, the bar they set for me is hard to reach...
No one is always happy, but I dare not wear a frown, even when I feel as though I am about to drown...
It's hard being me and I wish they could see, that not all my smiles are what they appear to be...
Kimeisha Paisley Feb 2018
Momma gave birth to a dark skinned baby girl,
She said go out there baby and conquer the world…
With that in mind, little Suzie went off to school,
She paid attention and learned the golden rule…

At 9 years old, teacher asked Suzie what she'd like to be,
Oh that's easy miss, I will work in the bank on Market Street
Child please! With that tar skin and ***** hair?
Ha! You just might give the customers a scare!

Heart broken Suzie went home and told her mom,
She had many questions about where she came from…
Is something wrong with the colour of my skin?
Why is it so hard for me to fit in?

At 18 years old Suzie went out to see the world,
Wow! You're pretty! For a little black girl…
Enough is enough! I am proud of the colour of my skin,
It's obvious that you want to go where I have been…

Don't say my black isn't beautiful, when you spend hours in a tanning booth,
Don't say my black isn't beautiful, when you know I speak the truth…
The curl of my lips, and the curve of my hips, many of you desire,
So with many surgeries, and doctor visits, my image you try to acquire...  

Afraid to see and admit how beautiful my chocolate skin is,
they try to brainwash me into believing that I am not His…
You're too dark, or she's too light,
Just look at her! Her complexion isn't right…

Now my brothers and sisters are trying to look like you,
Using chemicals and creams to lighten their colour that's true…
What more do you want of us?
About our thick curly hair you make a fuss…

Making relaxers and extensions for us to use,
Who can I call because this is abuse!
You seem to be very insecure,
That is why my chocolate skin you cannot ignore…

Tired seeing us on the cover of Vogue?
I bet you'd prefer if I were a rogue…
Stop beating down on the colour of my skin,
And try to know the person that is within…

Black, white, pink or blue,
My colour should not matter to you…
My black is beautiful and of it I am proud,
So I will stand tall with my head up and declare it loud…

My black is beautiful and I love every part,
And whether you agree or not, I am a work of art…
My black is beautiful, I just want you to know,
That I will wear it proudly wherever I go!
Kimeisha Paisley Jan 2018
I look in the mirror and I ask who are you?
You look like someone I know, but the things you say aren't the things you do…
It's amazing how you tell others it is well and they believe, but those very words to your heart they never cleave… Tell me now, are you really who you appear to be?
Because looking at this mirror it doesn't seem that way to me…
You quickly get jittery when things appear to be out of control, you second guess your God and put a damp in your soul… Who are you really, I do need to know, because the courage you have in that mirror, on the outside it needs to show…
If God said to relax then you need to do just that, and stop trying to fix things because you don't know squat…
Quit worrying about things that are not even here as yet, and give yourself a break, because your best hasn't come yet.
Kimeisha Paisley Jan 2018
You said you wanted to talk and I am here listening,
Your lips are moving but I'm hearing nothing...

Blah, blah, blah
All I hear is you babbling,
It's best you quit while you're ahead because I am done listening...
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