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Donna Bella May 2022
Kiss me
Kiss me in every way possible
Mentally
Spiritually
Physically
Share the love I desire
That selfish love
That everlasting life
Visions of ecstasy
Visions of fulfillment
Just a simple kiss
Is all I ask of you
Donna Bella May 2022
Yeah, I moved on
But did I really?
I think about him
A lot
It’s been a year and he’s still on my mind
Donna Bella May 2022
He reads me like a book
Every page he writes
I’m astonished every time
I hide in a maze
Confused of my time
Confused of details I have shown
And what I’ve shown not
Those of hidden disguise
He finds
And so I question what he knows
I treat it as fools gold
Because knowing me is not that easy
But yet still today
It’s easy to him…
Donna Bella May 2022
I think the hardest struggle I deal with on a daily is wanting to be loved, wanting someone to take the time to show me I am loved. And it’s difficult for me to understand why my entire life why it’s been so hard for people to show me the love I desire. I hate false promises, I hate “I will get better” because lies don’t do anything but run in a circle and I get so tired of being in a 360 field with people I hate turning back, I’m tired of not getting 180, I’m tired of giving my all and being everything when everybody can’t give me an ounce of themselves, I hate it, and as I go day through day it gets harder, as I grow older and want to lay down in the bed with my husband every night and be a wife and be protected, I grow knowing that visions don’t fulfill my womanhood, love does, men gives sometime love and think it’s enough and I deserve so much more. I’m more important than i midday nap, I’m more important than ounce of snore, I want to be put on someone’s pedestal as I always try to hold men to highest degree but yet I am always left crying bending down at my altar talking to mother asking her when is the pain going to end, when will a man hold me higher than hisself, a man that makes sure I’m okay and can feel how I feel from Miles away, seems so untouchable and when I get it it seems so temporary because with a blink of an eye I feel that love comes and goes when it comes to a man loving me…. It’s the truth that write with the tears that I shed and the blood that seeps down my fingertips as I write words with thorns from my pain that has risen.
Donna Bella Jul 2021
It’s a cold breeze
Yet I feel no breeze
I fight everyday trying to stand
Yet I fumble again
Sometimes I crumble under pressure
Sometimes I’m fighting my demons to the end
Sometimes I let you get too much of me
So I lack
I begin to lack everything that is needed
I begin to lack life
I begin to lack sense
I begin to not see the path i was on
Here comes the breeze again
Donna Bella Jan 2021
I bathe in my sins
I tried to become anew
Instead I came back up
Tears flowing
Tears drying
Just laying here
Fighting battles
Removing swords
Trying to become whole
Once again
Donna Bella Jun 2020
I’m sending roses...
I’m sending roses through my words to those lost ones...
Lost from the physical...
Lost from the spiritual...
My loved ones
Your loved ones
We will meet once again
-until next time
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