#blm
And looked in contempt, resentment and fear for my future
For the belief that it may limit me
Was instilled in me by the world
To think that my potential for greatness would be overshadowed by it coming from a black woman
I am better than those who would use me as a comparison to those who are lesser and paler
I shall not be labeled and confined to the means of black history
I am history
Sure I am black, Sure I am a woman,
But above all, I am somebody you will remember for my life and it’s magnitude.
As a scholar, a friend, and as a writer
I will not be remembered a black woman but as me
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 11:52 PM UTC
The devil is beautiful
That's the point
No one wants to be ugly
Beautiful does not equate inherent goodness
Lucifer was god's favorite
so beautiful
so perfect
Vain
He fell
The devil is.
So beautiful.
you can't help but follow him
Track him with your eyes
Fall into his gaze
Actions be ****** because
God is hard
God is divine, a being you can't look at for fear you'll never look back away
God is the type of divinity that strikes feat in nations
The devil is easy
Comfortable
Conventional
Convenient
Do I really want to be beautiful?
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 1:47 AM UTC
I've only recently been able to admit to the idea that I am depressed
No
A person with depression
I know I have things
I have a history
I think in my head an attempt isn't depression
Just a bad decision
Symptoms of depression include
• Irritability
• Difficulty concentrating
• Lack of energy
• insomnia or excessive sleeping
Obviously I don't have those
I'm not irritable I'm probably just hungry
I haven't been able to concentrate my whole life. Why start now
I'm a teenager of course i'm tired
It's not sleeping excessively I just like naps
Its that **** phone
If your room weren't such a mess
Get out more
Socialize
There's light at the end of the-
Shut up
Two years ago I tried to end my life
Downed a bottle of pain meds and a canister of albuteral
All to wake up with just a sore throat
It didn't work so here I am again
Against my own worse judgements
Too tired to try again so I'm just gonna go to sleep
So now I'm going to sleep
tomorrow I will remember how to be happy.
And then by 2pm I'll forget again
Completing the circle
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
I don't think the world would comprehend what I mean when I say I have intuitive thoughts.
When I say I think about grabbing a knife from the cupboard and
I'm not gonna finish that one
The thoughts bleed from my head.
I look like carrie
Obscene words cover me from top to bottom
Next time you get in the shower you should water board yourself
Put a fork in the microwave and watch it explode in your face
Get ready in the morning with a nice ice bath for your face, just use boiling water
Clip your nails, clean off. Keep cutting.
You should shave until there's nothing left
Bleed
Cut
Bleed
But those intrinsive thoughts aren't silly and funny
So i'm gonna stick to
You should eat that whole jar of nutella
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 12:15 AM UTC
I've never been in love but I can imagine it
Matching fits, talking bout cats n ****
Be my man ill be your *****
Ride or die
When I'm with you we'll fly
Superman, cheer for you in the stands
Here for you till the end
My man will be perfect
Absolutely no flaws he'll have it all
Speed dial no need to call
Cause my man will have it all
Cause my man
My man
I haven't met you yet and I know you'll be perfect
Because in the ocean of my dreams I see you surfing
I'm learning
That everything i do is leading up to you
And everything you do and see is for the moment you meet me
Don't that just make you cheese
The duo we'll be
whole world to see
My man and me
Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 1:41 AM UTC
When words fail what's left?
Song?
My praises singing
Hands?
I gesture, paint worlds with my movements
When words fail do we write?
Put my pen to paper and let the words spread like watercolor
Words
speech, are all I know
Silence is a foreign language to me
When words fail I have little left.
So I pray my words do not fail.
Because words are mine.
Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 1:38 AM UTC
Just because you didn't like what i said doesn't make it inherently mean
I will always be the angry Black girl
Unfortunately
I am angry
I am perpetually Black
And a woman beyond my control
But is it wrong to be angry
At a world that doesn't want me
A world that hides me
Tells me
I got that bad hair
Im not good enough for TV
Fix your
Hair
Fix your
Nose
Fix your
Additude
Grown folks business
I am a woman built to mother children
My womb built to harbor
Pray to God they aren't a girl
Pray to God they aren't
Black
I dont have to be angry
Sit back
Let someone else be angry
Let someone else be the Black girl in the room
But my blood won't let me
My veins will jump up and run away
My body's inclined
My soul won't sit
Sit for ********
So I'm forcing myself to bd the angry Black girl
Mar 9, 2025
Mar 9, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
I wake in the middle of the night and there's not enough air to fill my lungs
I can see the calm but it's too far away
There's enough noise in my head to wake the neighborhood
Scream into my pillow, I'm sure it's traumatized by now
Put my headphones on and force myself to sleep
I wake in the middle of the morning it's like it never happened
There's air in the room
My music is louder than the noise
Being sad is only for the dark of my room
My personality isn't fit for depression
I'm not that girl
I have too many hobbies to be so sad so I just decided to stop
Tears are for pillows
Crying is for your bed
Because you're too happy to be sad
It's. Not. You.
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 5:40 PM UTC
Ask not what your country can do for you,
ask yourself:
Do you feel lucky, punk? Huh, do yuh?
I have a dream that one day,
on the red hills of Georgia,
little black boys and black girls will join hands
with little white boys and white girls
and...What we have here is failure to communicate..
...black lives matter ...like a thief in the night ...
We shall fight them on the beaches, we shall fight them on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender...
Four score and seven years ago
our forefathers brought forth upon this continent
a new nation, conceived in liberty
and dedicated to the proposition that...
...you can't handle the truth ! ...
The only thing we have to fear...
is one small step for man,
one giant leap for...
weapons of mass destruction.
We hold these truths to be self-evident,
all men are created...
to... say it. I said, 'I’ve been sayin’ that **** for years.' They deserved to die, and I hope they burn in hell.
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.
Then He said...
I’ll be back.
Thou shalt not...
tear down this wall.
We do these things not because they are easy
but because...
your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my ... eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind."
frankly, my dear, I don’t give a ****
One nation, under God, indivisible,
with liberty and justice for...
an offer they can't refuse.
Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall
(and ) say hello to my little friend.
We the people, in order to form a more perfect union...
the streets shall flow with the blood of the non-believers.
That is weird, wild stuff, I did not know that...
I think, therefore...
I see dead people...
Houston, we have...
(to) throw the baby out with the bath water..
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of...
A house divided against itself...
With great power comes...
the angel of the Lord, and lo, He said unto them...
Give me liberty, or give me...
Government of the people, by the people, for the people...
To be or not to be...
You talking to me?
You talkin' to me?
Am I funny to you?
Am I a clown to you, do I amuse you...
Don’t count your chickens before they hatch...
I, am your father...
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...
come and play, everything's A okay,
we're on our way to where the air is...
A day that shall live in infamy...
"Why so serious?"
I know you are, but what am I?
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth...
but in the end,
nobody puts Baby in a corner...
**** the torpedoes, full speed ahead!
Give me liberty, or give me...
more cowbell !
Thou shalt not...
live long and prosper!
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere...
there's no place like home.
I’ll have what she’s having.
Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely...
I am the way, the truth, and the life.
If you want something done right...
speak softly and carry a big stick..
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 7:20 PM UTC
I don't wanna be around people I have to explain it too
I wanna be around people who relate
Who get it
The struggle
I want to be around people who know what it's like to get their hair braided
Who knows what it's like when People touch your hair
Who know what it's like to weigh out whether or not you should fight back
Who know what it's like to have to change your vocabulary for someone
Who know what it's like to be the mean girl
Because it is a big deal.
You don't see it because it's not you
You don't see it because it doesn't matter to you
You dont see it because you aren't me
You don't know what it's like to get your hair braided
You don't know how it feels when people toch your hair
You don't know what it's like
For me it's not just touching my hair
It's treating me like I'm some exotic thing
It's making me the me the bad guy for calling you out, because your feelings got hurt
It's making sure not to use slang so I'm not "that kind of black girl"
It's being mean for speaking out
It's being around people who you have to explain this to.
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 5:23 PM UTC
SH stands for so happy
I carve it into my skin because I am so happy
I used to be so happy
All the time
So happy in the morning
So happy at night
So happy with a toilet paper roll over the sink
I loved to be so happy
I'm not so happy anymore
So
Unhappy?
So
Ber.
So this is me now
Not so happy
But I am happy
Just Happy
And JH doesn't stand for anything
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 5:23 PM UTC
I think "not winning" has allowed a jealousy to consume me
Im so proud of my captain and excited for her captaincy..
But god ******* **** it do i want it
Want to rip the crown from her hand
Listen to the voice
The old decrepit witch that wants the beauty
God.
Save me
Save me from this vice
Provide me salvation from the evil that lives in my thoughts
Serve me with grace
Let me lead with poise
Because it was not
all for nothing
I am still me
Still a
C.
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 3:13 PM UTC
Can't let gang know i **** with this
Can't let them know
Low-key
Actually
Unironically
F. W.
Although
Gang
Doesn't ****
At least
Not with me
God **** it.
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 2:57 PM UTC
carved into my brain
enduring the pain
etched into my heart
don't know where to start
thoughts forming in the dark
each trail leaving a mark
it influences every step
so many of which I regret
why was I never taught
that I too was someone to be loved?
my body worthy
even with skin so earthy
we do not realise what is instilled in us
something long needed to discuss
all we do is accept it as truth
never once questioned in our youth
now we blindly follow these falsehoods
but it takes a while to be fully understood
that those images burned in my mind
were from the beginning never kind
for I have been othered, fed a lie
am I but fodder? it made me cry
and now I simply fail to see
any beauty left inside of me
Nov 25, 2024
Nov 25, 2024 at 3:39 PM UTC
Last year I wanted to **** myself
This year I don't want too
I just want to hurt myself.
Slit my wrists and watch the blood rip down my hands
Feel the sizle of wrapping my wounds
Daddy asked me the other day what I filter when we're talking
He says I don't filter what comes out of my brain
He says he knows me better than I know myself
He says that this is what he went to school for.
If he knows me so well,
why did I go so long feeling that way
If he knows me so well,
why did I feel like I could **** myself
Why did I try to **** myself and he didn't even know
Why when I told him that I was slitting my wrists he laughed in my face
Why didn't he notice anything at all
He says i'm a bad liar, but I have lied my way through every conversation we've had the genuine
true
real me.
The feelings that I feel on a daily basis
He will never know,
because
the facade,
the mask that I put on every morning
is so realistic you would think that's my face.
The only thing keeping me from leaving this earthly plane is not the fear of death, but what my death would do to him,
my mother.
My brothers
I haven't tried to hurt myself in 3 months
Summertime is keeping me clean
How I will survive the winter
I do not know
the long sleeves of fall
Give me every reason to fall back into the hole I was in not too long ago
But the guilt
The shame
The lies
That's what holds me back
Aug 25, 2024
Aug 25, 2024 at 11:20 AM UTC
When male penguins like a female penguin they scower the entire beach looking for the perfect pebble and present it to her like a proposal.
I want a rock
A pebble
So small but big enough to fill the entirety of my heart.
My heart.
I'm told that one person cannot be your missing peice
I'm not sure if i'm in love with the pebble, but maybe the idea of someone giving it to me.
I'm not in love with the Penguin, but the idea of what he represents.
Someone to walk with me through thick and thin and breathe my air.
Someone to sit next to me during a scary movie.
Someone to hold my hand under the table and giggle about a joke that no one understands but us
Someone to give me a pebble
But pebbles don't fill that void
that hole
Pebbles can only do so much
I can collect pebbles like Pokémon cards, but I will never fill that hole
Because a pebble can't be all of you
No person
No rock
Nothing but god alone can fill the void that lingers in my soul
But yet I continue to dig and dig and dig and dig
for the pebble that's perfect for me
But a pebble isn't what I need
Aug 25, 2024
Aug 25, 2024 at 11:22 AM UTC
I write this a requiem for me
An act of remembrance for the girl I used to be
A view out of the rose colored glasses of which I used to see
Oh little baby me
You have a gift, no one can see
You breathe in air, no one else breathes
You have a halo that rises above me
The beam of happiness that bounces off your smile goes on for a mile.
Not to mention your style
Your existence makes life worthwhile
You are the lily of the nile
You are only perfection in my eyes
You baby girl are all that is good in this world
You are a shining pearl
Your goodness may have faded on me.
But for all I can see you are as perfect as can be.
You, you are no longer me
You are better than I will ever be
So here I write a requiem
I write this for me
Not the me that I am, but the me i used to be
The one that sees more than I see.
I write this for me.
Aug 25, 2024
Aug 25, 2024 at 11:25 AM UTC
I have always run a mile a minute.
My words moving faster than I could ever run.
Thought through or not words flow out of my mouth like water
I haven't been able to shut up for the last 15 years.
The grass, the caterpillars, tired of my talking.
The grasses are screaming.
The cats, the lizards, crawling away swiftly.
The caterpillars turned to butterflies in order to fly away from me.
And here's silence.
I've never heard silence not even in the depths of my mind.
I've always wondered what it's like but
It's a sword in a stone that I will never be able to touch.
I have always run a mile a minute.
My words are like a fire with every sentence oil is doused upon the flame.
I crave the extinguish of silence
And yet in the dark of mind when all of the crows have flown away
Silence is just an idea not yet formed
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 9:01 AM UTC
I think perhaps that I am too sensitive
The snowflake
The idea that my generation is soft and can't handle conflict might be true, because because in my eyes, all conflict is evil,
maybe I am stirring up conflict,
maybe I am the one whole holding the lighter and lighter fluid at the bridges that I burn.
Maybe I'm too sensitive.
A snowflake in a pool of lava,
I am just begging to burn in flames. Perhaps I just am unable to live a life without conflict.
Maybe I'm just messy.
Maybe I'm too sensitive
offended by everyones words
hurt by every pin
Maybe I'm too sensitive
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 11:20 AM UTC
You made me a poet
You made my pencil and paper meet
My words hit paper
All I am is a product of what you have made me to be
You made me a poet
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 11:21 AM UTC
I am trying to find solace in silence
Comfort in quiet
Safety in my slumber
As seasons of friendship end I struggle with the idea silence
Notifications on but my phone doesn't buzz
Work, school, work, school, study, practice study.
No need for texts if you don't have time
Breathe
Sit and breathe
Breathe and sit
I have never quite sat in silence
Always has there been noise
The noise in my head
The noise of my life
For one of the first times in my life in sit comfortably in silence
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 11:22 AM UTC
Everytime I look in the mirror I smile
Not because I think im pretty
But because i don't want the mirror girl to be sad
Because to me she is separate
I don't want that girl to see me cry
Everytime I look in the mirror I smile
Not because I'm happy
but because she's pretty
Even if I am ugly
Inside out and all over
That girl will always be pretty
Everytime I look in the mirror I smile
Because that girl is me
She deserves to be pretty
She deserves to be happy
Inside out
And all over
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 4:13 PM UTC