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Cupid  must be stupid
He been shooting arrows everywhere
I just happen to be stabbed by one
He smile and said it’s a gift
#Neo
Pillows have become my new best friend
Brushing my tongue has become my worst enemy
Water has become my way of survival
The toilet has become my second home
I have tasted the same food twice
I have become full without eating anything
The day and night have become the same thing
I have been the same person with different looks 😊
My speed has become the one of my grandmother
Now that I am in your shoes with different size I understand why you did what you did.
This Journey call motherhood is not an easy one, you had a lot to carry I guess  that why you had to leave me behind.
Well let me tell you about her, she is a fusion of me and her dad. I wouldn’t say that I was ready for her but she was ready for me.
I asked God that “why would you let me be a parent when I have never been parented by my own parents?”
He said “you are going to parent yourself through that child, you are going to be a mother that you wanted your mother to be to you”. Well I have to say being my own mother is not easy maybe that’s why you did what you did.
As  I said before i am my mother’s child not my mother
I would like to say it was not nice being with you, we have reached the end of our road , we have to go our sperate ways  , its not me its you as it is in your name you have always troubled me. Its time we see other people, I don't know about you but I would like to meet people like happiness, kindness and love, I think 🤔 happiness And kindness are related because of ness, well I would like to be part of the there family. I guess you can call me francinahness,  I know you don't like it but it sounds great in my ears, so I would like to kiss u good bye have a nice life or maybe not, but I don't bring trouble to others life, so in other words I will not invite you to my loved ones. goodbye troubles😘😁
How dare u use my low self esteem to block my vocabulary.
How dare you use my religion to judge me.
How dare you use my past to constrain my movement.
How dare you tell me that I will not amount to  an ounce.
How dare you think that I need your validation.
How dare you blind me and all I can see is darkness.
How dare you limit my abilities.
How dare you let my ego take the best of me.
How dare me for listening to you
How dare you think that I  need your approval or your conformation.
how dare I ?
You are your own enemy
It's a mean place where people make judgements about u.
the world makes you  feel small so that it can feel better about itself.
A place  where u have to do certain things and not do certain things in order to fit in. A place where you have to be someone  u are not, and conform to the norms and values of it so that it can accept u.
most of the low class people never seem to make it in this mean world.
A place where pain and sadness are trying to be friends with you.
A place  where your success is not often celebrated but only brings heart ache to the world.
A place where unemployment wants to be part of your family.
A place when **** is written inmost women's forehead.
the world is a place where u have to get pieces of paper called money to make it. A place where love has lost its value, where fear has became houses that people live in.
A place where joy finds you cheating and decides to leave you.
*that is how the world is
When i said i am an open book, i meant that u should read me as i am.
i didn't mean that u should annotate me add ur own understanding, make assumptions, label me  or call me names.
say my name as the cover page is titled.
please don't take out any pages in me just because you don't like those pages.
do not make ***** by spreading rumors about me, say it as it is in the book. Please don't judge me based on who read me,  how could you judge winter by its ability  to shine like summer.
And ooh i forgot i also come in audio for those who cant read or see.
add value in this open book by covering me, with love  and don't destory me by summarising  me.
Let this not be a generational curse but if so, let the chains break on me
Let not history repeat itself, for I will not do what she did
Let people not see her reflection on me
I am my mother’s child not my mother.
Let her curses not fall unto me
Let her sorrows be washed away by the sea that are in my eyes
Take away the knife that is in my heart
I am my mother’s child not my mother

When you fell my heart and tears fell too.
I am my mother’s child not my mother and you are still my mother
I need someone to talk to,  I mean I do the talking  and u will listen, I know u have ur own problems... and I shouldn't be making  my problems ur problems but please listen to me before I start thinking  that this pills are my only friends... I am not saying that my problems are better/worse than urs, I am just saying that i need someone to talk to. I am sorry  that I am shouting  at u but this pain is loud so I have to be louder... I need someone to talk to, please don't tell me to go the therapist or get professional help because they will just ask me "How does that make u feel ?" For a whole hour because to them I am just a pay cheque. I need someone to talk to, it's okay u can answer where needed, but some questions are rhetorical,they don't need an answer to them... I need someone to talk to.
Sometimes you just someone who would listen to you
I was never taught that what u did was wrong
because  nobody  was around  to teach me.   I was never taught that u were not supposed  to touch me like that, I was young and u were old and I never thought that older people can be wrong, I was never taught  that  u were not suppose to do what u did, you told me to keep quiet and that's what I did, it happened a couple of times but whose counting, it happened again but this time it wasn't you, but same word "keep quiet" they were right because I was never taught that what they did  was wrong. the same touch but different person  I thought they were playing with me like u did. I am still not taught what u did was wrong because nobody knows  what u did.
Sorry for you have become my  medicine,  the doctor prescribed you to me “take two twice a week” You must be working because I don’t feel the same way I was feeling 2weeks ago.
Yes I hate the side effects,  the  the silly laugh and the stupid jokes.
You don’t make me numb like the other pills, you are like an energy boost, with you ...I think right.
I hope when you are out of my system I do not come crashing down.
I want to recommend you to other patients like me for I fear that they might not appreciate you like I do.
How I cry for days I have forgotten
For moments created and laughters shared

How I whine for the fallen and plead to the skies that I be the one who will be glorified not to be worshipped but to be the Shepard of a greater tomorrow

Time after time I take a walk thinking of a rhyme I know not where I left my pride not what makes me me but the pride of a lion the pride that lets my roar out my voice and motivates all those around me to hunt
I need to conquer my quest all so I can write about it and just be my best for life is just a test that no one knows  when it will be assessed

I know not where I’m heading
I know not what I’m doing
I know not what I deserve
I know I’m meant to be the best
For time doesn’t heal  it only makes memories
Taxi stranger please
Forgive my eyes for wondering around your temple, for such beauty has rendered me speechless, for such beauty should be a crime 😊. You could be the reason why I use taxis forever... in the faith of meeting you once more🤗
let’s make a fairytale, you will be beauty and I will be beast.one can only wonder if such beauty reflects the inner beauty🤔?
I hope you are waiting like Rapunzel  to let down your heart and I will be the princess to promise to catch it and take care of it.
I don’t believe in love at first sight But you got me writing this words at first sight 😊

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