I want freedom! I need solitude, is that wrong? why do I feel so alone? this **** does not make me strong! why am I so weak inside? my personality, why does it hide? I need stability, what is wrong with me?? I feel hate. I want life. I want love! but sometimes I wish to rest above fly with the angels and the pretty doves.
it runs like a river into a beaches ocean where salty flavor is tasted.
a good tear is never wasted
it drops to the ground into a puddle of rain brave reflections face it.
a good tear is never wasted
it simply matures and moves on making room for the other emotions which have yet beautifully grown. though they disappear may their memories forever be known!
Being black is a heart attack Being woman is the blues. Being black is a stroke. Being woman is to play sleep by acting woke. Being woman is hard and being black is trouble..... But let me chew first, before you burst my bubbles.
Born to this life naked, afraid, and shamed will I ever know death by any other name? Besides being buried in the ground with the same dirt which I first came
Unable to bond Have you ever met my kind? Unable to connect Closeness makes me sweat. Unable to feel Dissociation too real. Unable to process emotions I am the salt of the ocean.
Drugs impair us beyond repair Lowly death ~Vs~ the highs of life Does not compare mind likes to travel Body takes it there remember this feeling And for once in forever Forget to care.
If I were a boy I wouldn't play women like a toy. If I were man I would serve as many women as I can. If I were male, My body, my integrity, and dignity I wouldn't sell. If I were a he, How much more would life be? If I was him, I would appreciate the privilege. Because women know karma, And she knows your secrets.
I invited this war, was prepared from the start. My mind turned grey, steel became my heart. I grew into a cold piece of work, a robot. And even my warm human blood could not make it stop.
wonder how he's doing, whose he *******? is she prettier? does she make him smile? are they known around town? does she make him frown, like I did, way back when he was all mine? what we were doing seemed fine thought we would age together like the best wine but we ran out of time and that bottle broke! our memories scattered the floor leaving nothing but a joke.
Afraid of the darkness I hid within. Afraid of strangers I became my friend. Afraid of dying so I refused to live. Afraid of ends, so I refused to start Afraid of love, so I broke my own heart.
Cute but anxious, Not sure how you may take this. A million moods: From innocent to crude, Mental disturbance I allude. Fun but depressed. Could you put my soul at rest? Or would you judge me if I became distressed? If no to any of the above, You good citizen, have failed the test. A for acting, You gave it your best.
At last my love is gone Into the sheets of a new home. I was a dog, loved to dig your bones. But in return you'd ***** and moan. I'm well off now, big fine Grown. This is my farewell, Because I did us wrong.
his touch I wish was yours. his kiss I desire no more. his skin I want to end. your body I want to let in. look at me, I'll show you where to begin. close those eyes, prepare to sin. let me take you to paradise since you've never been.
I am not sure if I have any love left in me. So, until then I am going to stay away. But soon my lovers, I'll have more lies to tell, more flattery to say.
Idle inspiration Poems for you Daring dedication. Never been in love But I loved your hugs Hershey kisses too Chocolate jazz Brown girl’s blues!
Long way from home time lost in your smile Wanting to stay forever plus a longer while. Not having you Is a romantic's oppression you’re all I feed on Obese obsession.
A three letter word awaits me, they will pronounce it as four. I waited for things to change, confused nights standing at the door. No glitz, glam, nor gore, just ocean waves... I'll be at shore. Visit me again always, because you never did before.
the death of a artist is as mysterious as Mona Lisa's smile they rise against life leaving many wondering how? misunderstood while alive praised in death as their admirers beautifully cry.
If these four walls could talk they would tell secrets unknown. my truth will be told my cover blown.
If these four walls could see they too would judge me. I would be ostracized they would contribute to my misery.
If these four walls could smell, they would choke on the smoke that is my hell. hell in my heart, I have little peace besides a stranger loving me between the sheets.
If these four walls could touch, I would not desire intimacy as much. They could hold me and hug my weary soul, for they would have empathy...
Goosebumps in the shower visions of making love for hours the heat makes my lonely bones weak the steam chokes me, unable to speak just as I begin to unleash my inner freak I heard the bathroom door creep behold it was you ready for a sneak peek...
A dozen black roses Eleven ex lovers Ten tears Nine lost years Eight personal fears Seven deadly sins I've commited six.
If only I had one wish!
Five secrets I swore to never tell I’ve repented four of them Too afraid to go to hell Three is for the trinity Always fighting two sides of me atlas, one lonely heart
God should have warned me life would be hell from the very start.