when I'm sixteeen, I will start to wonder why we ever dated, what I ever saw in you.

When I'm seventeen, the thought of me will be far from your mind but traces of the memory of us will still linger.

when I'm eighteen , we both will be entering new chapters of our lives and will forget all about each other. The world will be our seashore

when I'm nineteen , maybe I'll think of going back to Jamaica and face you

when I'm twenty, I'll come back to Jamaica and our eyes will meet again and our energy will start to overflow and feed each other

when I'm twenty-one , i'll be questioning my sanity as the thought of wanting you and you not wanting me will begin to drive me to the edge

when I'm twenty-two, my career will bloom gracefully and simply writing about you will bring me pleasure and nostalgia

when I'm twenty-three, I'll believe that if we just faked it enough we could trick ourselves into believing that we're still in love and can actually be together.

when I'm twenty-four , reality will hit me in the face and I'll finally realize that we will never be what we used to

when I'm twenty-five, I'll wash the dirt off my knees and open my eyes and leave you behind.

earth would be a cold place

bitter and revengeful

somewhat like how it is now but more harsh

How long does it take to fall in love with a person?
is there a preferred amount of time?
are they any rules to follow?
If so I've broken all of them
and gladly so when it came to you
just two months into meeting you
and you've re-ignited a flame within me
you were a good break from what I was used to
it's quite nice to have someone normal for a while
i think i like normal
our conversations about little or nothing
meant so much to me
when you hugged me for the first time , i literally felt your heart
accelerating as my body was pressed against yours
we grew so close it was almost as if
the blood that cursed through your veins now flowed through mine
we have had trials so far
but somehow we managed to get pass them
you're not perfect, it's not hard to see
but together we just might be.

courage was a tall honey-golden skinned man
he had striking features
his face portrayed his African heritage is how round full lips and strong accent
all the women stopped chattering when they saw him
his broad shoulders and muscular arms swayed as he strode across the room
long wispy eyelashes fluttered over deep brown slanted eyes
his cheeks were rounded and flushed rose when he smiled

and his body was indeed a temple
he was always encased in an Armani suit which fit him beautifully
its so refreshing to see a man in a suit
his masculine build was adorned with the slightest timidness of his face
he seems to want something out of life
he seems to want to be more than the ordinary
he has ambition
he has grace
he has charisma and charm

and he embodies love
he embodies passion
I wish I had him
i would have the ability to do so much more
I would have adapted the art of being fearless and free

I wanted to know Courage
and I wanted Courage to know me

What do you say to a child in pain
when nothing can ease the burn,
          the hole,
the enveloping wave
          of darkness?

Words are not a chain
to fastly anchor
          one's soul,
to cling, to save,
          to harness.

Time is the only healing rain
to calm the churn,
          make whole,
to fill the vase,
          drown the sharpness.

And love. Mountains and oceans of love.
This is all I have to give.
My words are not enough.

5/15/14

dear technology, you are starting to ruin our lives
we're just a little too invested in these laptops and hard drives
something has been lost and we need to get it back
we have lost the ability to truly feel and interact
social media has held us captive and kept us down
immersed in a cyber sea, we are starting to drown
but when I'm far away and i need my loved ones near
just a few clicks will show them I care
but its hard to wrap emails in ribbons and bows
what we would do without Facebook and twitter, no one knows
Dear technology sincerity has become a thing of the past
people start looking for love on computer screens so nothing lasts
nothing is private, all data is open to the universe
chords attach us to the world and that's how we converse
to these gadgets we've fallen prey
we need a social media free vacation to get away
on this journey of life I cant derail from its tracks
so hey technology, I'm gonna unplug and relax

I've never been that girl
You know what I'm talking about
the girl with the perfect hair and flawless body
contoured full lips and sparkling eyes ..

I look at myself and I see none of that
what do I see?
i see a girl who's sad and terrified
a girl who's drowning in her own fears
a girl who sometimes feels uncomfortable being in her own skin

I wanna feel good about myself again
I miss the days when I was a kid
when I didn't give two ***** about what anyone said about
but I grew and so did my insecurities
I need to start paying attention to myself and my needs

but don't get me wrong
I know there are things about me that are unique
like my quirky laugh and other things
I also know that I have to accept how things are
I can make it easy on myself or make it hard.