Man born of woman You rented her womb for 9 months Caused her sickness and stretch marks Discomfort and pain She almost lost her life to give you yours You ought to be grateful You ought to worship the ground she walks on Instead you hurt her You raise your fists and punch her lights… Continue reading Bleeding hearts
Rise Up
Rise up Black Girl The box they put you in cannot contain you no more Seize our sword and cut through the vines Own your power They can’t possess you no more See the truth written in their eyes They kill you because they fear you They fail to recognise the strength you… Continue reading Rise Up
My First Step to recovery
I’ve been having a very difficult time adulting for the past months. I just want to press the pause button and disconnect from everything, from being. This morning I woke up and owned up to the fact that I have not been happy for a very long time and frankly been drowning in my fears… Continue reading My First Step to recovery
Worth Fighting For
I see to you I’m not worthy You don’t even consider the thought You gave up so easily didn’t bother to fight It wasn’t against another man those fights are petty no the fight was a great one it was beyond boyishness The fight was against me and you gave in At the raise of fists You crumbled… Continue reading Worth Fighting For
A Lover’s Plea
Take me back You were my sunshine Day or night I could always count on you to shine You made me happy Had the magic touch, that made me smile I never knew then how much I loved you Until I gave my sunshine away Now I long for those bright joyful days But… Continue reading A Lover’s Plea
Retrospective…
In response to The Daily Post, daily prompt. Looking back Looking back across the years Wondering how change came about From gloom and grey days To the golden The tears I shed The sunshine and the rain The pain, the sorrow Time spent pondering about hours lost Change constantly changing The sweetness and the ecstasy… Continue reading Retrospective…
Rantings of a Youngling
I am Scared Will I ever rise to my fullest potential or are my petty fears crippling me I’m too afraid to stand up because it is safer down here There is no way I can fall further than this but should I stand up The possibilities of falling harder than before are rife… Continue reading Rantings of a Youngling
He Surrounds Us with His Favor — Laura Bon
The Lord our God is our strong tower and hope. He will surround us with His favor as with a shield. Psalm 5 For the director of music. For pipes. A psalm of David. 1 Listen to my words, Lord, consider my lament.2 Hear my cry for help, my King and my God, for to… Continue reading He Surrounds Us with His Favor — Laura Bon
His Assumptions are my downfall
It’s crazy how someone just crawls under your skin and calls it home, Assuming that you will accept their presence to camp near yours. How they find a way to fit in and making you uncomfortably comfortable, Assuming that you will get used to this state and not shake them off. I hate how is… Continue reading His Assumptions are my downfall
Rantings of an Inane Teen
Can I Love? Can I really love Can I love you like I loved… Like I loved the one that I loved wholeheartedly Can I love you Like I loved the one who claimed to love me But never showed me no love Can I really love Or have the ones I called my… Continue reading Rantings of an Inane Teen