We ignited Spark by spark Hearts beating fast I’m California dreaming Trying to catch up to myself Dressed in tattoos He was committed to art In a perfect world Sand in my hair Picked up the pieces alone In the process I misplaced my heart Some days it’s hard to share a hug These deep…
Category: The self
Old wounds.
Sticks and stones In the rough… A little kiss A little touch Some minor pain On a scale of 1-10 It hurt like hell. Someone give this girl an Oscar. She does it so well. Long before she could walk. In and out. Doctor visits. Once in a while girl. Daddy issues. Mommy issues. The…
As I laid there.
I stared up at this ceiling The fan was dusty and needed some cleaning Much like my heart Deep within myself I threw a tantrum Looked over at you with anger I wondered how many more pretty faces stared at this same ceiling I caressed these sheets slowly A little bit of last night crept…
the weather keeps changing and seasons have come and gone you said I was just a faze treated me like a disgrace lit the match, that set us ablaze still I forgave. writing to survive another body to make you feel alive starving for a new life you’ll never admit it the reason you were…
Celestial
I sat with my divine counter parts She said I never needed these wings to be this fly That I never needed the high to elevate Only needed to meditate She reminded me that I was the drummer and the dancer The mother and the daughter The water that quenched thirst The seeker with the…
Yesterday’s tomorrow
I thought of you yesterday To my dismay and with tears in my eyes You watched me die inside A botched heart A clumsy start Instead of helping me, you gave me the bullets and gun Watched me pull the trigger Offered no compassion Turned away and left me in the dark Alone and afraid…
My dear Melancholy
My dear Melancholy Did you let your ego win Or did it get you down on two knees Am I too late to the party Or are you totally consumed I know you watch me from a distance Hoped that things could’ve been different Bitterness in your delivery A slippery slope Polished intuition Up ahead…
Florescence
I’m running out of ink Drowning in my sadness Afraid to face myself With no will to live It hurts to breathe Sinking deeper in my own words Cursed with talents Blessed with curves Starving my gifts Drunk at the party Too stoned to feel Went cold turkey I let the pain pierce through my…
Chapter 9.
I heard an elderly woman say “there’s something beautiful in every chapter of our lives” So I began to study yours in mine I thought of what you left behind I thought of what you took Mostly I kept coming up short Like the story was unfinished Like somehow it had diminished Toward the end…
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