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286 · Feb 2018
May I?
Trupoetry Feb 2018
Pardon me...
but why is your heart so hardened...My G
I know you have a watered down definition of what a woman should be
Thanks to IG
obviously
half naked public pics just isn't me
Thankful that you still noticed me
Word is, it was my poetry
so before I proceed

May I?
Why thank you my dear!

Now another question
Can you come here?
If only for a second
My third eye don't lie
Ya whole vibe says you struggle with affection
is that your fathers image being reflected?
or your Mother & all the parts of you she neglected?
I don't need an answer
I wanna help you catch it before it spread like cancer
Would you take the road to recovery if you could plan it?
Love aint everything but not having it is a disadvantage

May I?

Light a candle, pour the cognac & light an incense
before I give you the same thing you've always had, only different
dripping in innocence
although in your mind I'm guilty
it's only in your mind
in this instance
allow me, the freedom to be me
allow you, permission to be seen
not viewed
lets color coordinate our highest chakra hues
its no coincidence that after the heart is exposed we fear being used
because we communicate thru the throat chakra and its always blue

May I?
Explain instead of running game

that's why the candle I lit is white, the drink is a grape
the incense is lavender & the music is Xscape
I want you here with me but resting in outer space
enjoying my inner beauty
admiring its outer shape
no matter how out of shape
watch me bend, don't let me break
fragility is humility
I am soft with you
I do fine finding my way when you're away
May I? Get lost with you
269 · May 2018
Depression
Trupoetry May 2018
I'm at war with my own self
Last night I almost lost the battle to mental health
Been over 20yrs since I was sincere

Cant even think of the last time I hugged my mama
Brain clouded I allowed it to be flooded with drama
Yet I keep my head up even when I'm fed up

Never been accepted
So I'm aggressive when it comes to demanding I be respected
I got the heart of an angel, mind of a scholar, I move with honor...never did nothing strange for no amount of dollars

Imagine feeling anguish that is not taking place in the physical
Depression doesn't leave traces that can be picked up in a physical
If my body seems fine the Dr wont ask; so I grin and bare and continue to wear my mask

When honestly, I'm tired of being here
Rolling with the motions every other new year
No one to be concerned even when they've learned just how bad for peace my mind yearns.

I need more loving and less judgement
Got a little love left in me; could use more of it

This season I'm a little overwhelmed by this inner grieving...
Trying to stay a float; so this poem I wrote...
To give myself something to believe in <333
It gets better right? It has to <3333
262 · Mar 2019
The Garnett Effect...
Trupoetry Mar 2019
I want to write you poetry

I want to be the cover pulled up to your chin against your nightmares

a reminder

that fear only has as much power as we give in to




never forget




love is not a fairy tale

neither is the story of creation

lets love as intentional as his 7 days




I'll be honest

even when it hurts

pain is pleasure

only when we can grow thru what we go thru




keep in mind




we have all been let down by love

yet never abandoned by God

& God is love




Betrayal lingers behind me like cigar stench

I just keep flicking the ashes

wiping them from my clothing

hoping they don't ruin the fabric of who I am




change is necessary




open your heart

make a place for me there

speak into words what it feels like




to Truly be loved...
242 · Nov 2016
Untitled
Trupoetry Nov 2016
I wonder if Mary knew when she kissed his cheek
That she was watching the son of God sleep
Makes me wonder...
How did you notice me?
Nothing special about a pair of tired eyes
The truth of  beauty wired with lies
This world makes it so easy to quit
Instead of sticking it out
we switch
Partners like whips
a new ride every 36
on the emotional rollercoaster
aren't you sick?
Motion sickness for all the hits
The heart isn't trained for combat
loving men don't fight in wars
but loving women were never taught that
No one knows what's right anymore
Being wrong is up for interpretation
Therefore, if nothing can be as real as it was before
isn't this all just our imagination?
Is yours running wild?
polluted with the normalcy of bearing the out of wedlock child
that line reads judgmental yet you judged me when you read it
is it possible the thinker is just as guilty as the one who said it?
the sinner & the saint live within the same risks
Yet one believes in himself the other in his gifts
The believer knows more than most
For he knows the truth is the truth for them both
There's been a lot of smoke
yet the dust never settles
Is love still love after we've all settled
for less than what we deserve
based on the absence of perfection that we've observed
flaws leave lines blurred
where destiny should have never been disturbed
how many times has your soul mate left you?
how many lifetimes before you can say they accept you?
I've seen love
Obscene love
I still dream love
about being in love
with a beam of love
all beings are loved
uniquely
discretely
you keep me
227 · Jul 2018
Untitled
Trupoetry Jul 2018
I googled once "places for singles to go to re inspire love"
The first was
A picture of Barcelona, Spain

The art
The water
The food

All fire starters
For the piles of dried up cherry hearts I've been carrying
Underneath my left arm ike firewood thru a forest of faith

Lost, yet somehow on my way somewhere
With a full itinerary

I have scaled mountains with my eyes closed
I have swam oceans holding my breath backwards
Barely upright I have walked the lowest valleys

Breath taking-ly beautiful things scare me
So I close my eyes when I kiss
I hold them monumentally wide when I make love

I am waiting for nothing
I am hoping for enough faith
To freak fear out

I want to love you purely
so I'll get these kinks out before you meet me

In Barcelona xoxo

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