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Naptural Mermaid Mar 2023
Should it matter that the messenger of truth may not meet my expectation
The one who can easily see my vulnerability, or ways I need to make improvements

Does it matter the brand of the carrier of this package
As long as it’s delivered successfully then the job is done

Oh, Ego,  do not be quick to be bruised
Regardless of their intent here lies an opportunity for you

A chance to be brave
A chance to face me
A chance to make positive progress

Why do you put your shield toward the messenger?
Or care about how they look?

Can two truths not stand?
Can someone maybe be speaking from their own personal experience
For that may be why they can see you

But what if they’re projecting?
What if they cannot handle my package of being me
What if….they’re rejecting me?

Oh,  how beautiful is your curiosity
My friend, it’s easier to assume that all come with good intent
Trust in the Lord, Jesus Christ, to help you with discernment

Take hold of what may be true
Knowing that Christ loves every part of you
Even with the hope and freedom to Grow
Who you are now is the best version of you

So my friend, ego or pride, embrace this truth
Allow yourself to bloom
Enjoying the progress of life:
Seeds (seed formation), germination (the process of something coming into existence and developing), growth (the courage to be who you were created to be), and the beauty of the flowering plant (pollination: planting seeds..)
So you can gain the courage to start the cycle of life again
Naptural Mermaid Jan 2022
Am I not made in your likeness?

fearfully and wonderfully made feels like it doesn’t apply to me.
And yet, that's how you continue to see me despite the inner me which I sometimes deem as the enemy.


Am I not made in your likeness?

Why does it feel like Jeremiah 29:11 is a distance
Not realizing I’ve already won
Holding on to the hope and future that will become  for thy will be done

Am I not made in your likeness?

So much so that you chose to mold me like clay making sure I’m crafted to the perfection you’ve called me to be


Am I not made in your likeness?

Why should I continue to question your love for me?

Am I not made in your likeness?

Yes, I am made from my father's image. How wonderful you are to choose a girl like me.
Naptural Mermaid Nov 2020
I yearn to be a river
Will my woes be washed away?
Should I yearn to be like rain?
Letting go of all this heavyweight?

Why is it that I can't bring myself to cry today?

I yearn to be the ocean
Maybe then I can hide my emotions?
Should I be like the waterfalls?
Pouring my love without regrets and all?

Why is it that I can't bring myself to cry today?

I yearn to be a pond
A body of water, still and all
Where all creatures gather in awe
Admiring my beauty as the seasons come

Why is it that I can't bring myself to cry today?
Naptural Mermaid Jun 2020
You see the way my hips curve
And my Lips full to the compacity
But you can't see an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman...LISTEN TO ME

You see the clothes I wear
And you like how I can move my feet
But You can't see I'm running from an officer killing me?
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

You see my hair defies gravity
My vernacular makes you intrigued
but you can't see my voice is being silenced by an officer?
I am a Black Woman. LISTEN TO ME

You love my sweet music and how I can dance to beat
quick to argue if you can say the n-word
but dismiss the officer killing me
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can shout, "I can't breathe."
I can show my hands that hold no weapon
I can police myself to make sure I'm being respectful to the officer
Yet his gun is pointed at me.

No matter how I act
Whether I sit still or dance
I am a Black Woman... LISTEN TO ME

I can show you my I.D
I can tell you my Name
I can tell you my story of hardship and pain
But you REFUSE TO LISTEN TO ME

I am a Black Woman...I shall be FREE
Naptural Mermaid May 2020
It's the headache I experience
Thinking about the comparison of those who can easily sleep

Envy isn't green
It's the rage I feel when I'm not the center of attention

Envy isn't green
It's the fake smile masking the battles I face every day

Envy isn't green
It's the realization that the issue is me
Naptural Mermaid Apr 2020
America is a melting *** indeed
A mixture of anger, anxiety, sadness, death, vulnerability
A failing government suddenly granting human rights and needs

What will become of thee?
A prayer for a silver lining
A change, maybe something free

Universal health care
Cancellation of student loans
Essentials workers earning more than fifteen?

What will it be?

As the Earth resets itself
I'm forced to face reality
To read a book
Learn to listen
Rest for 7-8 hours
Exercise
Create art
Renew my mindset
Meditate and Pray on Jesus's words
Heal
Face my monsters
Greet my angels
Sing a song

Unbeknown to me
I've been in a battle of what my new reality should be
I will constantly choose to live by faith until I'm free

It's not easy and I don't proclaim it to be
Take each day responsibly
You have a choice and voice that can move mountains
Circumstances do not determine your joy

We are witnessing the good the government can do for the people
Do not be silent
Do not hold on to seething anger

Speak up, make phone calls
Vote
Choose life
We deserve better

Change starts with you
Then maybe America can truly be great
Disagreements, dislikes and etc are inevitable
However, creating a solution is for what is right is attainable
Maybe humanity for all people will embody empathy
This isn't a poem, just an expression of anger, anxiety, and feelings of hope.
Naptural Mermaid Mar 2020
Jesus loves me.
Enough to know the number of hairs on my head
To know my good and bad
So why should I accept anything less than that

Jesus loves me.
Enough to know my love languages
To know when I'm sad and will need a good laugh
So why should I accept anything less than that

Jesus loves me.
Enough to tell me when I'm wrong
To discipline me and help me grow strong
So why should I accept anything less than that

Jesus loves me.
Enough to hold my hand
To listen and speak to me to see what's going on
So why should I accept anything less than that

Jesus love me.
Enough to carry my burdens
To wash away my sins and renew my mind
So why should I accept anything less than that
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