two

for the first time

the deep dark pit

that i’ve allowed to

swallow me up

began to crack and

your light found its way

into spaces that have never

experienced anything different.

i moved my hands towards

each opening in hopes that

i could keep digging

to let in more light

but my tired hands were

ready to give up and let go

instead

you placed your hands

close to mine and started

digging with me

telling me i’m here

with your words and showing me

through your actions.

the pressure filled walls

let out its last and final sigh

and finally i saw that our

was never in vain.

now my pit is destroyed

with your wisdom filled words

and your dirt covered hands

showed me that

you were right there all along.

you’ve demolished my walls

you’ve heard my cries

and you’ve saved parts of me

i thought were six feet deep

and i’m ready to rebuild

alongside you.

gentle addiction

is this thing

justified because

if it is

keep it coming

im addicted

to this certain

kind of love

and relatively

speaking

im addicted

to you

its been you

the complexity of

human love

is incomprehensible

yet every night

i look at my phone

your name appears

and my heart

seems to comprehend

what this feeling

is and how much

of it i love giving

to you.

you came back

its an unknown number

and i figured

it would be you

but this time my response

is different

this time im choosing to

forgive you because

ive been holding onto

this thing for so long

and the anger

is no longer affecting

you its just

impacting me.

despues

please ask your questions

and stimulate my

mind with your deep

rooted words

invest in this wicked

rugged heart but please

don’t let this thing die

even though we have

our separate and distant

lives

please don’t forget

who i am

and how many times

you’ve saved me.

sea sick

i thought of you today

and i couldnt understand

why those cold nights

at sea ever reminded you

of me and how the crashing

sound of water against

your metal cage made you

think that you loved me more

but how about those other

cold nights where you chose

to put your hands where they

didnt belong because now

youre back from sea

about five years in my rearview

and the thought of you

keeps reappearing.

 

miss(ed)

such a false

sense of hope

especially when

i heard you say

youve changed

and yet

the city has

consumed you

and im sure it

always will

don’t you

whats it like

to wake up

every morning

knowing you

have a twin

and i dont mean

the sign

the two faced

gemini who

cant express

herself

but i mean

the one you

abandoned

even though i’m sure

you look down

and theres a

tattoo on your

arm that should

remind you

of her.

old mindset

young black girls

are taught that they

must work twice as hard as

anyone else in order to

seem even half

as capable as those

who don’t work as hard

so while i feel ambitious and

driven to start again and to move

forward, i’m held back

by the weight of

a million people

who seem to be against

me even though

i know God is for me

and that’s all that should

matters.

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