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Ceeam Jul 2016
I am like a child again,
Beginning my life from scratch.
Evertyhing I build up is gone,
I thought it would still be,
When I came back.

But relationships with friends and lovers,
Are not made of bricks.
They are not solid and treasured like a monument.
They disappear brick by brick,
If they don't receive love and attention.

The only thing I have left is my family,
Because our relationship is in our blood.
It can't go away,
Even if you would want to.

But at the end, this isn't even true.
Houses are being demolished by eart quakes,
Surrounded by ugly highways,
Are replaced by shiny flats.

Family members die,
Move,
Or change so much, the only you can do is break with them.

I am like a child again,
Alone and naked.
Still having to build my own life,
Brick by brick,
Friend by friend,
Till a big waves comes again,
And takes it all away once more,
Or twice,
Or even more.

I think I should become a better builder,
A quicker one, a stronger one.
I have to start loving to build,
Love every brick I add,
Cherish every brick which falls.
And accept the waves of life.
They come and go,
Just like the sea,
Unstoppable,
And yes, sure I can live far from the sea.
But life isn't as good and beautiful inland.

So here I stand,
A naked child,
Who realizes,
The sand castle she just drew,
Is taken by the sea.
She bends down,
And takes the still wet sand in her hands,
And starts building with a smile.
HIS
EVERTYHING
RIGHT

Wanting you has left my soul suffocating...
Never realizing the length I would go to please you.. guilty by submission..becoming submissive inspite of me not belonging to you..pleasing you always came first..but for you its H.E.R...you say you prefer natural hair...I grew locs in spite of my free spirit that leads me to do a big chop annually...because to me that's me removing all the bad reminders...but for you I made that scarfice..inspite of you wanting H.E.R .....blemished skin...scars of heartache and pain...proclaiming you prefer naturally flawed..over  this mac bottle that makes me feel completely irresistible because unlike other things it hides scars of what made me who I am...but for you I allow this bottle to go untampered with..unlike my heart always being tampered with...but H.E.R...is constantly on your mind.. never taking a moment to realize me putting you first...your only thoughts is of ....H.E.R..how to please and cater to H.E.R every desire...and need... "she has potential to make you happy"...when it's me that constantly strive to make you happy...consistantly taking you in deep until my muscles become weak...I can't compete...because even though I get on my knees and **** you deep...I'm still not H.E.R...and just because I made you ***** in one of your many random places...in fear of pro life with M.E because its H.E.R you desire..I've allowed my soul to weep...because by next week I'll be back in your sheets... giving you all of me...like a piece of prime meat..enough of me to fill what makes you weakkk..never understanding you want me mentally but her psychically...but she doesn't want you psychically...so you imagine H.e.r while doing M.e?  I'm done with never being enough... but always too much for you...let her learn or care to know that you like a person that listens..you're a closed book..that pays attention to vivid detail..you do from the heart with happiness as a form of payment...liking your women of somewhat of a variety but not too much of a variety because if you lived in a world of H.E.R.'s you would be completely satisfied because her outer is what sets your soul on fire...allowing yourself to linger on what little she's gives because she's da bomb in everyway..bomb enough for you to hurt the feelings of someone that would've given you the world..but because my **** ain't "perky" and I'm not a size 8 my validation..means nothing....being super thick is more superficial..I'm self reliant..thick in all the right places..constantly loving you in all the wrong places....I'm not H.E.R I am M.E....My Everything on repeat...repent at my feet because my heart has always been on repeat...you have made me weak...we haven't spoken in weeks...
Nikki.the.goddess
Love yourself first

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