it was recorded
sometime around age 2
me crying in another language
adieu adieu
they thought I was saying I do
but perhaps even then I knew
saying yes to someone else
meant saying a temporary good bye to you
I had only been here two years
yet cried lifetimes of pain in my tears
do you remember when we lived on venus
inside the city of love
how we looked down & laughed at paris
the way it tried to mimic us
that life was short lived and soon we were gone
we made our way to Johannesberg South Africa
where we felt we belonged
there was the first place I learned love on Earth could harm me
I wanted to return to venus: there we were warriors already
but you felt the need to join their army
I begged and I pleaded hoping on our planet you'd choose to stay
but you insisted you were going & worked hard to push me away
on your journey you got weak
and naturally yearned for home
I had grown tired of your silence & being on this journey all alone
it was the first journal I had started; the best poem I had ever wrote
the story of making my way up to the Ivory Coast
I spent what felt like a lifetime in solitude; just me & God
we discussed the majesty in our tragedy; even he thought it was odd
that the very things you loved
were the reasons you felt we couldn't be
you needed time to find yourself
but all you looked for was a replacement for me
we have journeyed near
we have traveled far
we are finally at the destination to discover who we are
I packed my bags and bravely made my start
no one to distract me or soothe my broken heart
getting to the bottom of things
its the best way to see
the depths of my souls ocean
rippled waves of me
I'm not juding your approach
no longer assuming how you feel
I just hope when you really start your journey
you have the courage to keep it real
that you'll be done being an oppurtunist
& take the time to heal
hurt people hurt people
unless they're hurting too
then they don't hurt each other they bond over being blue
I dont want anyone to fix me
I want to learn to do the work
to get to the core of my beauty
the essence of my worth
the day is coming soon;
I am fully committed
to receive you with open arms
there is strength in real forgiveness
I wont speak of the past harm
for it wouldn't be much more than a waste of my breath
I'd rather be present and converse about whats next...
may your heart be light
may your spirit be well
may every place you call home be somewhere you are meant to dwell
may you find your true reflection
may you find comfort in your own acceptance
may peace never be a stranger
may knowledge never lead you blind
may you understand me bidding you adieu; until next time <3

My life is like a story.
My life is like a book.
Just open it up
Just have a look
But there's just some chapter's....
I'd rather not see
Because they're too painful...
Painful for me.  
It hurts because I wrote them
I know its my fault
But if you read inside the lines
You'll see my heart is a volt.
It's bolted up safely
Away from harm  
Its tucked away quietly
Now I'm not alarmed.
These chapters are safe from prying eyes
These chapters are safe from lying tounges
But they're not safe from me.
From my juding eyes
From my casting stares
From my insolent cries
Withering about disappear
I'm disappointed in myself.
But this kind of sadness...
Isn't good for my health.
So when you look at my book
Please don't judge.
This book is my book...
From a broken heart...
Filled with love.