Six feet deep

You gave me life and taught me how to fight. But, there are times, I just want to throw in the towel and walk away from everything... some people just want to remain blind. And act like I don't have a life to live. So, I must called upon you...I know you will see things through. Have you ever had a bitter taste in your mouth that, you don't know how it got there. And you begin to ramble through your thoughts. But, it just doesn't click? well that taste is definitely you. I can't barely breathe anymore---my heart has been shattered all over the floor. And this soul lays clinch in the corner, crying slightly because I just can't speak these words to you. And we all know why, I am continuously breaking, and barely even speaking. So, I will keep praying to my father...he will help me through. I have painted a clear picture of my goals and, I know you don't want to see, what lays ahead for me. But, I am not going stop because you want me too. This is my journey and I will keep moving, even though, you don't want me too. So, you can keep trying to hold me back. And play with Satan deck of cards... the truth will set me free, while everyone can clearly see your not human anymore. Therefore, you have allowed Satan to take ownership of your body. And now your extremely pissed at the world---no one will keep still for you. So, let me set this straight because I am an adult, and I refuse to hold onto: things you try to damage me with. I won't allow you nor anyone to walk all over me. Like, I have a permanent tattoo that reads: Welcome written across my forehead. Therefore, step back Satan because this woman is a child of God. And God will deal with you accordingly...for years, he has been building a path, and I will make it through.

Loud

I am done with living on this road called: confusion. And I am going to tell you why... some people want to dig up, your past so they can try their best, to ruin your future. I do not have any time for your bull shit... I have things, I need to do. So, you can sit back and sip on wine, or the Kool-aid of your choice. And as far as this chick goes, she has true business to take care of. Therefore, I am going to keep on moving, just because I can. And I won't hold back on my goals or my career. You choose left, and I have chosen right. So, now go move on with your life. And stop trying to dig up the past. So, you can create some drama because you don't have a life.

Love Vibes

There goes the sound of thunder, shattering the clouds, and the rain falling down on mother earth. So, can we truly find love here on earth, or will every single individual, be left alone. Let's look at this picture. But, you must close your eyes, and think about: how everything on earth has multiple. Like, every living thing. Therefore, can every single individual find love, just like the rain that hits mother earth? the answer is: Yes! I have never been shy when it came to love. But, I only allowed my eyes to wander. Like, I am reading a good book. I saw a few that my heart truly fell in love with. But, only just in return be rejected. And did I shed any tears...my heartfelt incomplete? No, I just kept silent. So, my eyes can keep on reading through, mother earth land... I know he out there waiting for me. So, I must give you, what, I am truly looking for: Respect, Honesty, non-judgemental, and please keep your lungs clean. if you have them all, you could be the perfect match for me. And who knows this heart could have a happy ending. Poetry corner This piece is a true story of my past, and this soul is still searching while remaining focus on my career journey.

Escape

You are the flower of innocence, as others want to proclaim you for doing wrong. But, I know you will put them to shame. So, I am going to tell you: its alright to shed those tears---its a sign of strength. And its okay to voice your words. So, you can rethink your plan. People will be people. Therefore, don't let their words hurt your game, all their doing is creating shit because they like the smell of it. But, let this be a message to you, my dear queen: speak your voice however you choose. And don't let their words affect you. Their only spitting out, their own image...they want to be like you. Therefore, this is their fire and don't feel a shame, you continue being you. And don't worry about the Bullshit games. This is another story, I feel the need to place right here... I am done with dealing with dramatic situations that, have nothing to do with me. I won't stand for your backlash and untrue stories about me. And while you are searching for poison, I am trying to find a cure to my remedy. So, if my words didn't hit a soft spot, I dare you to keep it going... the next time you will be truly sorry! My story has too many holes in it that, I am trying to find a patch. So, I can learn how to become much stronger and, not let everyone's words affect me. But, I am not going to remain silent, and yes I will only speak the truth... I know the effect of Karma. Therefore, you and I will get our dose. So, until then, I will continue to keep moving forward. 

Cinderella's call

Dear Cinderella, You have a beautiful name. And I really don't understand why, your family would treat you like a slave. But, then again blood, can treat you bad too. Like, there is no shame. Cinderella, take that worn down gown off, and find yourself something much beautiful to wear. And why not go out and let down your hair... you deserve, a much better life. And if your family don't know, how to treat you right, do what's best for you, and leave them be. People who mistreat others will get what's coming to them. So, just go out and be free! Poetry Corner I can not take credit for this picture. But, these are my own words. 

Soul of Harmony

        I may not have scars to show you that: I am hurt on the outside. But, I have dealt with constant pain throughout my life. I have cried so many tears of joy, that in your mind you wish it never happened. And now I am in a space in my life, where I need to grow more and more independently. There are times I wish I could physically pull back this skin of mine, just so I can show the world--- how deeply I am hurting from this pain. So, please don't mistake this smile for happiness---I tend to use it as a band-aid.

I shall not hide from no one--- it can grow into depression, leading up to much bigger problems that this body does not need. And through this, I shall gain back my self confidence that I once had as a young child.

True Story Actually

I need somewhere to put this story. So, I am going to put it right here. I have been struggling for sometime now, and I am glad to have won a few battles. In 2015, one of my struggles became my reality, I fought so hard until, I eventually won. And yes I had negative words thrown at me, including my own words...based off, of others who did not want to see the best in me. But, I broke ground and got my foot in the door. And some people were proud of me than others. But, I got through it and a new struggle awaits me, and its really hurts, that no words can describe. But, I will do my best to describe it any way, without the tears in my eyes. I am a woman, who will not bite my tongue, I will say what I feel. And when it comes to speaking, around some people, they just don't get it. So, its their words over mine...speaking is hard for me, and resulting to paper is a definite no. So, I still try my best to speak even though, I am trying. But, it hurts sometime... I know exactly what, I want to say and its not coming out. So, here goes silence. I don't want to remain silent... I love to talk. So, if you even come across me, don't thinking I am mad, I just have a hard time speaking. So, do indeed help me and not attack me. Plus, I have more struggles that, Iam dealing with. But, in time you will hear it all, or did I lay it down inside my poetry. Like, Malcolm Gladwell writes his books. I will tell you this much, not every written poetry has me inside of it. So, I will leave you guessing. True story actually! Poetry Corner This poem is real about the two struggles, I had and still having. So, I am glad to see you have read this far. And yes, I do have pieces of me, lingering inside of my poetry. But, not in every piece, just like Gladwell in his books.