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Erika Jun 2018
You say this is not ‘your’ America.

And you’d be right.

But only because you are America.
Yeah so this happened
Erika May 2018
women are free
to do whatever we please
with our bodies,
and,
our souls,
because they are our own.
Erika May 2018
I honestly don’t think getting your *** beat as a kid and school shootings have any correlation. There are like a million and one external factors that affect children and young adults in their everyday life. Kids these days are exposed to things like riots, violence in their household, seeing mass shootings on television, and most importantly to me, is that a lot of kids struggle internally with depression, anxiety and addiction. Because of posts like this. A lot of adults have the “it worked for me” mentality.

But we didn’t grow up hoping that our friends don’t get shot in front of us. We didn’t grow up susceptible to the fear of ourselves. Our classmates. Our friends.

It has to change. Is what I’m trying to say. It’s a different time. These kids are different than us.
Well, yeah.
Erika Apr 2018
He asked me what my type was

I said I didn’t have a clue

Because what I want

Is never what I need

And well

He was the latter of the two.
Man, men trip me out. Hell, I trip myself out.
Erika Apr 2018
Black boy,
I am sorry.

I am sorry the world is cold.

Black boy,
I am sorry.

I am sorry your voice doesn’t matter.

Black boy,
I am sorry.

I am sorry that the justice system is not fair to you.

Black boy,
I am sorry.

I am sorry that all you had to do was be black.

And Black boy,
You can beat it.

You can graduate high school.

You can get that scholarship.

You can get that job.

You can get that degree.

You are amazing.

You are strong.

You are Black.

Unapologetically Black.

You are a force to be reckoned with.

Black boy,
I am sorry,

But not for you,

for them.
I’ve been meaning to write something like this for a while.
Erika Mar 2018
the worst thing in the world is being up at 4 am thinking about a dude, who you know isn’t up thinking about you.
Sorry. I’m a wreck
Erika Mar 2018
light

whenever I leave a man,

I leave a piece of myself too.

I call it my light.

Because eventually it stops shining as bright.
Well, I’m single
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