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Rhianecdote Mar 2015
And be with somebody else
Do it quickly
Right in front of me
So I can see
That holding onto this heart
Is bad for my health.
Do me a kindness
Let me see
So I can squeeze it
In dis-stress
As I stare
Now well aware
That there's nothing left to put
back on the shelf
It's broken.
Do me a kindness
And let me see
Right before my eyes
No lies or guise or mystery
Put me out my misery
As you smile at her
The way you used to smile at me.
Do me a kindness
Be with somebody else
And let me be free
Of You and Me.
Sometimes you just need your heart to fully break
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Someone that gets it
Yet offers a different perspective
So sincerely
That I cannot reject it
That's what I'm waiting for...but then again maybe I should just make that someone me
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Your cause for concern is
a cause of concern for me
Its greeted very suspiciously
I believe it to be fictitious you see
Projecting your issues onto me
Like I'm some wide screen tv
Go sort out your own "problems"
Before you come and preach to me
And I'll do the same
I'm tired of the hypocrisy
Neither am I easily deceived
Asking "are you alright?"
When really you're
Asking "are you alright with me?"
But I don't work in-security
Guards up, words no matter how deep
No longer move me
Your fault lines
Causing tremors
when there's no need
But not to worry
I'm lucky
Got those that
support sincerely
And know me well enough
to go about it surreptitiously
Pancake hiding the healthy
Mmm yummy!
Ninja motive, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee
I aim to Inspire through action (movie)
Cause Advice is the biggest vice (city)
And we're all guilty
Talk the talk
But when it comes to walk the walk
Everyone must be claiming disability!
But Life is no Game-Boy
No cheat codes, No PS3
Bond over passions not problems
And BE Happy
Its your own responsibility

So don't look to me
This isn't Advice, or a Preach
It's a rant, wrapped up in
a Vent-rilloquist, Dummy!

You do you,
I'm just doing me:
Seriously, Silly :)
Yh this ***** been buggin me lately, not to sound ungrateful those that genuinely do care I got love for you but the rest psshh jog on! Meeting too many folks with Matyr complexes
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
I grew up around men
I grew up wanting to be one of them
That in their love and admiration
I'd find affirmation
I grew up with big brothers and cousins
Who's approval I'd seek
Don't think "just cause I'm a girl"
that I'm weak
I'll climb that tree with you
I'll go one branch higher
Whilst you try to put me down

I remember being left out whilst
The boys were on adventures
Because I was "little"
But really cause I was a "girl"
Why can't I go and play football?
Go fish in the crab pool?
Be split into gender roles in p.e in school?
I don't even have ****!
I'm terrible at gymnastics
I hate netball
Forcing me to stand still
Whilst the Guys can dribble their way forward to success playing basketball.
Equal rights?
You must think I'm a fool.

I grew up with a resentment towards girls
I grew up disliking myself
Having to be the smartest and wittiest
The kindest and prettiest
When my brother said
you have "queen bee syndrome"
It hit home
Cause I grew up with a love for women
The comfort they bring
But a dislike that I felt reliant on them
Often the ones that would listen
It's tiring to constantly feel like
you're in competition
That for me their strength
seems to threaten
When really it should be inspiration...

So I grow now with a vision
That equality will be achieved
Bit by bit and I'll start with me,
My own mentality
And I don't believe
That put downs are necessary
No hate, no proclamations
Of unshifting patriarchy
This will be done.
If I ever have children
They will each get every opportunity
To be what it is they want to be
I will see to that personally
Cause all these boundaries
just deny possibility
Just think of the world it could be
Cause what lies between your legs
Does NOT determine ability
No wonder I'm such a conflicted person, hot ****! XD
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Big blue eyes
Most gorgeous you'd ever seen
Shy smile
Trade mark family chubby cheeks
Staring at this photo of us three
We're only babies
Hadn't seen you for years
Family drift apart you see
But in my heart and
This photograph you'll always be.

Was sat on a wall today
And you crossed my mind
As I spoke to a friend
About Past times
And the emotion hit
I cried unexpectedly
I remember as my Dad told me
I didn't believe it
Till Dre rang me up the next minute
I said it out loud
And my voice cracked
Said I'd have to ring back

Sweet 16
Just survived major brain surgery
Chucked over the wall
And left slumped in the cold
like a Rag doll
Probably mistaken for drunk,
Out cold, another wasted teen
Yeah another wasted teen
but not in that sense,
he took your life
***** and murdered at Sweet 16

Two years younger than me
Doing well, despite adversity
Following your hopes and dreams
befriended this fiend
out of kindness and pity
He showed you none
Makes me angry
In court they tried to take away responsibility
By saying he had learning difficulties
And was high on ****
But he left you in that alley
And walked back home casually
No sign of sorry
Not even now.

You'd be 21 this year
And I can't help but wonder
What you'd be doing
if you were here
I walk past the salon and see your
Little sister doing hair
All grown up
And for a moment I stare
See her shy smile
And I become well aware
Of what strength truly is.

And truth is, I don't know
If I believe in all what lies above
But what I do know is this;
You were loved,
you ARE loved
And I don't believe
anything lies above that
It's everlasting.

You didn't get enough time
And neither did he
But that will never take away
From all the moments you did see
So maybe I can put down this photograph
Cause I don't need to See to Believe
In all that you are And will always be
Much more than just a tragedy,
Big blue eyes, shy smile
and trade mark chubby cheeks
**You're Our Jessie.
In memory of my little cousin Jessie <3 Maybe one day I'll write something that will do her justice.
Sometimes tragedy gives us a moment in life to reflect on what should actually be a priority
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Truth is you love them still
And a part of you probably always will
And maybe that's the beauty of it
Nothing expected, nothing connected
It just stands alone and speaks for itself
Not needing to be heard
Or expressed in words
It just simply is
Rhianecdote Mar 2015
So he lay awake praying to stay in the state that Peter Pan could
all in avoidance of his pending manhood
Foolishly thinking he can outrun this hood?
Ha! Even if he could fly a gun would shoot him down before he could
Get a few inches off the ground
Where he stood

Cause this Ain't no Fairytale
no Red Riding Hood,
Big Bad Wolf's after you,  
won't make it out this wood.
Ghetto you're conditioned for
from the get go
let it be understood
There's one hood you ain't escaping...
**AdultHood
Peter pan was a coward in many ways anyhu, how you gonna leave Wendy like that bruh?!
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